What a rip-snorting start to a morning.
From poor sleep I bailed on my gym buddy this morning. Alas, I should've gotten up and gone to workout.
Why?
Because there's nothing better to wake up to than a phone call, waking you out of a dead sleep, at 7:10 AM. Thinking it was some sort of emergency, I picked it up and answered without even thinking about it. To get a telemarketer who, judging from the accent, was calling from Thailand or maybe the Philippines. The conversation went something like this:
me: "*snort* Huh-ello?"
"Ah, goo moning suh! I wood lahke to tew you abou--"
me: "*groan* Do you know what time it is?"
"Esscuse me? No?"
me: *groggily eyes the clock* "It is 10 after 7 in the morning, Eastern Time Zone, United States of America."
"Ah, goo! It is dayight and you awe awake! As I ssaying--"
me: *click*
I believe... Sprint? shall be getting a nasty note.
ETA: I am on the national DNC registry, I signed on the moment I moved in to this place. That stops the American telemarketers from cold-calling. I looked at the caller ID later, and this particular outfit is either out of country or using something screwing up the ID, as all I read off was a 3-digit number (413) with no other attribution. In fact, there were a number of other 3-digit only numbers that apparently called yesterday and Saturday whilst I was out.
And, keep in mind, I'd just woken up. Brain no worky-worky first thing in morning, some days... *sigh*
Why?
Because there's nothing better to wake up to than a phone call, waking you out of a dead sleep, at 7:10 AM. Thinking it was some sort of emergency, I picked it up and answered without even thinking about it. To get a telemarketer who, judging from the accent, was calling from Thailand or maybe the Philippines. The conversation went something like this:
me: "*snort* Huh-ello?"
"Ah, goo moning suh! I wood lahke to tew you abou--"
me: "*groan* Do you know what time it is?"
"Esscuse me? No?"
me: *groggily eyes the clock* "It is 10 after 7 in the morning, Eastern Time Zone, United States of America."
"Ah, goo! It is dayight and you awe awake! As I ssaying--"
me: *click*
I believe... Sprint? shall be getting a nasty note.
ETA: I am on the national DNC registry, I signed on the moment I moved in to this place. That stops the American telemarketers from cold-calling. I looked at the caller ID later, and this particular outfit is either out of country or using something screwing up the ID, as all I read off was a 3-digit number (413) with no other attribution. In fact, there were a number of other 3-digit only numbers that apparently called yesterday and Saturday whilst I was out.
And, keep in mind, I'd just woken up. Brain no worky-worky first thing in morning, some days... *sigh*