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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.

I listen to AOL radio at work. It's free and everyday I get to listen to different types of music. Monday - Blues, Tuesday - Country, Wednesday - Hits from 1968. And that's the year I started listening to the radio. I remember because I was 10 that year and a new chore was introduced into my life: Dinner Dishes. Ugh. So I'd listen while doing dishes.

( Pointless rambling about 1968 and my general lack of current event knowledge )

Ok, going back to work now.