I hate the LA times telemarketers! They call me EVERY MORNING asking for Jim, he doesnt want to talk to them... so I figured Id end this today. They called this morning, like clockwork asking for Jim. I told them he was not here, they then said they would call back. I told them that wouldnt be necessary and the guy has the FUCKING nerve to say to me, well Ill call back. No, no you will not. PUT ME ON A NO CALL LIST, then I hear a click. The POS hung up on me! At this point Im so upset I could boil water, I decide to call this douche back. Its a 213 number, but of course that's an answering machine, but it does give me an 800 number so I call that. I get transferred to 3 different people and the best reassurance I get is I hope this never happens again,which doesn't satisfy me in the least. The next time I see this number on my caller ID, I'm going to go ape on them! I will get on that no call list if it kills me!
... my battles as a SAHM and housewife.
BUT AS GOD AS MY WITNESS ILL NEVER READ THE TIMES AGAIN.. lol, as my good friend Scarlette O'hara would said!
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