So many posts all in one day
I don’t usually post this many times in one day, heck I don’t usually post this many times in one week! However this morning I received a call that warranted a post. I actually posted this on another blog, so I’m sorry Adrienne, if you read this, you can stop reading now.
I got a call on the phone from one of those telemarketers and she immediately asked to speak to my mommy. That’s right, not my mom or my mother, but my mommy. She should have just asked to speak to the head of the household or something to save us all our dignity, but that would have been too easy, and I would have one less post.
Then I proceeded to tell her that I AM the mommy. Unless I imagined everything, I was pretty sure that I was pregnant and in labor for hours… usually people that call their mom, mommy haven’t had the experience of childbirth…
Wait! I call my mom mommy.
Damn!
Nevermind.
Anyway, I still have the right to be pretty preturbed. And I was.
BTW, I checked to see that I was spelling preturbed right (which I’m still not so sure of) and the first entry was for the urban dictionary which stated:
someone who is a biatch after being pissed off
“Ms. Hammy was preturbed after I abruptly threw my bumblebee project at her in science class.”
Double BTW The original post spelled science wrong but I decided to change it.
So anyway, after all that she wanted me to take a TWENTY MINUTE survery on grocery stores. In any other circumstance I would have been intrigued, since I have a crazy desire to take surveys… it makes me feel like I make a difference or something. But the lady ruined it for me so I told her no. Besides, I was watching my SON and a cartoon that I just adore on Nickelodeon called Avatar: the Last Airbender. My husband of course says I’m insane and act like a kid, but maybe that’s part of the appeal. 🙂
August 3rd, 2006 at 11:30 am
I have NO idea what happened to the font and layout of this post, but Jack is crying so I’m just going to pretend its fine even though it will drive me batty.
August 3rd, 2006 at 6:06 pm
cathy, it’s not preturbed but perturbed. apparently preturbed is someone’s miss-spelling that’s turned into slang.
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?r=2&q=perturbed
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=perturbed
August 3rd, 2006 at 8:23 pm
That phone thing would have freaked me out, too, if it happened to me. I once (many years ago now) had a patron ask me when I was going to graduate high school while I was working at the Reference Desk. That sort of freaked me out.
August 5th, 2006 at 4:42 pm
Hey Cathy — email me, autonerd at adelphia dot net. Robin and I want to know your shoe size!
August 16th, 2006 at 6:47 am
I remember taking care of my daughter once when the phone rang, and a telemarketer was trying to sell me a set of childrens books, like the Cat in the Hat series, and if I signed up now I could get a small bookshelf to hold some of those books and a tote bag.
I told her I wasn’t interested, especially since her phone call rang up a sleeping infant. I can tell she was reading from a script, trying to get me to at least try out the set and cancel, saying “Oh, but don’t you want to give your child the love of books and reading,” and “It’s important to start them young” and the like. I then told her I worked in a library, and apparently their script has no response for that.