I don't pretend to love what I do for a living and I sure as heck don't like the hours. But sometimes working in advertising comes in handy. Today, I got a call from one of those annoying telemarketers taking a survey of people's viewing and listening habits. How they're exempt from the "Do-not Call List" I'm on, I don't know. But I got the call as we were racing the clock to haul some of our stuff to the Salvation Army and I was in no mood.
Our conversation went something like this:
"Hi, I'm Darla from Blah-blah-blah and, if I may have a few minutes of your time, I'd like to ask you a few questions about what television programs you wa--"
"Uh, yeah, I work at an ad agency and I--"
"Thank you for your time."