First world problem of the day: Phones

For all the obvious reasons I am extremely careful about who I give my cell number to.

But I think there has been a security breach. First I had five calls from unknown numbers, some in Michigan, some elsewhere, in two days. Now I’m getting on average one sales call a day. It’s almost all car related. I have taken to “spleening” these folks. In other words I am rude and use neither my library manners nor the manners my mother taught me.

Once I made the mistake of asking, “how did you get this number?” And the guy got on his high horse about his company’s right to call me and that was the end of that. The end of me giving any of these people the slightest chance.

Sometimes i swear. I mean, i am downright filthy. People who know me would not recognize me. And this is not one of those situations where I would benefit from hearing, “Now Snakelady, you shouldn’t let them get to you. It’s not worth the energy. You should just hang up.”

Because really? Secretly? When my cell rings and it is someone trying to sell me something it feels absolutely great to be absolutely nasty. It’s not an aspect of my personality that gets much use. I am polite to a fault in every sphere of my existence. I’m polite to the cats.

And don’t bother trying to tell me that the folks on the other end of the line are “just doing their jobs” because they’re using MY CELL to do it and that is where I draw the line.