The Judge RANTS!
Date: 15/11/10
Called Off
For the umpteenth time in the last couple of weeks, I have had the peace of my evening interrupted (and on this occasion my listening to Terry Riley's wonderful A Rainbow In Curved Air ruined) by one of those telephone calls where you pick it up and there's silence, prior to some recorded message kicking in to tell you about something you aren't interested in.
I'm registered with the Telephone Preference Service, but they can do nothing about these calls because, a) they usually originate from a foreign jurisdiction, and b) you can't figure out who's calling you because they block identification.
In a last, desperate attempt to prevent them, a short, poignant message:
I AM NOT REMOTELY INTERESTED IN ANYTHING YOU HAVE TO TRY TO SELL ME, AND EVEN IF I WERE I WOULD BE EXTREMELY DISINCLINED TO BUY IT FROM YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE ENTERING MY LIFE COMPLETELY UNINVITED AND DISTURBING THE EVEN TENOR OF MY EVENINGS!
NOW PISS OFF AND FIND SOMETHING MORE ETHICALLY ELEVATED TO DO, LIKE ROUNDING UP STRAY DOGS FOR THE VIVISECTIONISTS!
