But, in my defense, it was the third call in two days from the credit card people.
After having made it clear that I WAS. NOT. INTERESTED.
And of course, after I got off the phone and stopped shaking, I thought of all manner of clever things I could have said.
Better things than, "WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME AGAIN?! I WAS PHONED TWICE YESTERDAY!!!"
And, "YES IT WAS YOUR CREDIT CARD COMPANY!!!"
And, "NO! I TOLD THEM I WAS NOT INTERESTED! I DON'T HAVE TO HAVE A REASON!!!"
After requesting to be taken off their phoning list again...
...(it may have sounded like "DON'T PHONE ME ANY MORE!!!") ...
I turned back to the dinner table to face the boys who were both looking at me like I had just stepped off a space ship from Pluto, (which is where I would come from, since it is the dwarf planet now).
Was I a little... um... testy? Did I come across a little nasty? Mean and cranky?
sigh
There's nothing like persistent telephone solicitation to put you in jeopardy of losing your salvation.
Oh, I hope it is not our salvation we lose when this happens. I'm sunk then!
ReplyDeleteI've heard all sorts of suggested things one should do in situations like this. Unfortunately none of them are suitable for a pastors wife (or even a Christian, really). But it's funny to imagine the myriad ways you might have scared that caller if the boys hadn't been around.
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