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stupid fucking telemarketers.
Oct. 21st, 2002 07:03 pmhow the phone call went
*ring*
me > ...hullo?
> hello, may I please speak with Mrs. Jarratt?
me > uh, did you just say "Missus Jarratt"?
> ...yes? May I please speak--
me > "Missus Jarratt"?
> um... yes... can I speak with her?
me > no, i'm sorry, there IS no Mrs. Jarratt here anymore.
> ...umok... who are you?
me > i'm jeremy.
> uh... ok... well, this is Amvets calling; having a drive and we're going to be in your neighborhood; wanted to see if you had anything we could pick up?
me > no, sorry, we don't have anything at this time.
Amvets > ok *click*
( how the phone call SHOULD have gone... )

