I used to work in London, in quite a stressful job, and the commute home was generally pretty awful, too.
One night I arrived home at about 7pm, feeling pretty frazzled, and was just about to tuck into my dinner when the phone rang. Would I like a representative to call and quote for double glazing?
I opened the conversation with "If you had bothered to send someone round before calling, you would quickly see that we have just renewed all the double glazing in our property" I thought that would get rid of them. But no. The caller went on......
" But are you satisfied with it?"
"No, I think I may just rip it all out and shell out another five grand on a whole new lot. How about that? Or I could just leave the windows and you could f*** right off and leave me alone "
We registered with the Telephone Preference Service after that, to cut the number of cold calls.......