Off On One Again: Cold Callers (Work)

Off On One Again

A blog of no interest to anyone apart from me. Highly egotistical. Somewhat ironic that once upon a time people kept diaries secret. Now we publish to the world, even if no-one is listening (or reading). This may include stuff on Greece, history, rugby, cricket, Health and Safety, Wales, genealogy and West Hendred. It will almost certainly include complete rants about things I find amusing, interesting or annoying. There is no guarantee that anyone will share my views!

About Me

Name: Jonathan

Location: Didcot, Oxon, United Kingdom

37, forgetful, cynical, sarcastic, would like to have been a struggling artist but ended up with a PhD in chemistry. Got bored with being in the lab, fell into Health and Safety and now can't get out of science without taking a pay cut. Rather enjoying the diversion into Environmental compliance. Unfit and terminally depressed. Lovely wife Sam - just about all that keeps me together. Son Rafferty GFX Hall born 24 Oct 2005 is growing up quickly. Greyhound (Buddy), cats (PJ and Boots), tortoises (Tinkerbell and Compost). Learning Greek at Evening Classes. Play Cricket badly for Didcot CC, haven't played rugby for years and am a little annoyed about that. According to my medical, am clincially obese. Earn far too little. Completed H&S and Environmental Diplomas

January 13, 2006

Cold Callers (Work)

I get a lot of people trying to sell me things at work. That’s fine, I do play a game with myself trying to get rid of them as soon as I possibly can (about 20 seconds without being rude). However, I do get particularly annoyed with people who leave messages on my voicemail saying “My name is xxx from yyy Training. I’m sorry to have missed you. I’d appreciate it if you could give me a call back on xxxxxx”. Do they really expect me to waste my time phoning someone back so that they can sell me something I don’t want? I think not.

1 Comments:

dan said...: mate, I think I would phone back triple x from yyy training My name is xxx from yyy Training. Ggrrrrr; January 13, 2006