My opinion doesn't matter

[redhedlvr2]

So, I keep getting these telemarketer calls supposedly wanting to do a survey on leisure time. 

Right. 

Last night's caller's voice was deep and dark and so smooothe that I found myself talking to him before I realized I really didn't want to.

Him:  Want to take a survey on how you spend your leisure time?
Me:  Sure, but I have to tell you up front, I'm a single woman over the age of 50 who lives alone.
Him:  That's cool.  Everybody's opinion counts.
Me:  Ok, let's do it.

We run through the obvious questions/answers, no there aren't any people in the house working for an ad company or under the age of six.  Yadda yadda.  Then we get to the kicker.

Him:  What is your age.
Me:  I'm 54

Cue crickets...

Him:  Well, thanks anyway, but we've filled our quota for people in that category.

I laughed.  WTF anyway!  Nothing like being reduced to a quota to make a gal's night.

Comments

[utopiantrunks.livejournal.com]

Wasn't he listening when you said "over 50" the first time? What a time waster... :(

[redhedlvr.livejournal.com]

You'd think, right? That's why I tell them up front. I think they read from a script depending on what your answers are and they don't think that far down the road. Who knows. This is something I've noticed since turning 50. If I had kids at home, or were married, they'd want my opinion, but 50+ single women are a group they just don't want to hear from.

Or, I may have a case of sour grapes for other reasons. It's a toss up.

He did have a sexy voice though. Hee he. I'd buy a bridge from him any day.

[utopiantrunks.livejournal.com]

Damn, you should have recorded the conversation and maniuplated him into saying compromising things! XD