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Do You Understand The Words That Are Coming Out Of My Mouf?

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So I’m not the nastiest person in the world. Sure I’m a terrible human being (my upcoming entry about last night’s wedding is going to prove this), but I’m not ALL bad.

Take for example tele-survey people. They call asking for your time to complete a survey over the phone. While many people hang up on these calls, I do not. Hey, if a company wants my input then I’m going to give it to them. With my ever-advancing age, most commercials aren’t targeting me like they once did. I don’t want the products I use to go by the wayside just because I was too busy putzing around doing something else to take a brief survey.

Well today was a bit different. Let me explain.

This guy calls and asks if I can do a survey about sports stuff. Sure. The better half and I were watching a movie, but whatever. These people will just call again later anyway. Might as well get it over with. One of the first questions I ask these people is, “How long is this going to take? Be honest.” I never expect to get a truthful answer, but once in a while you do get the truth. “About 15 minutes,” I was told.

That was at 7:40 p.m.

As I was going through this survey, I could not understand this guy. Not only was he talking too fast, he was mumbling and slurring his words. (No, he wasn’t drunk.) The problem when you are trying to talk in a hurry is that many times the person you are talking to can’t understand what’s being said. You then have to have the person repeat what he/she says, which is more time-consuming and a bit irritating. There were at least a half-dozen instances in which I stopped this guy and said, “Look, I can’t understand what you are saying. Speak slower and clearer.”

And remember that part about this being a 15-minute survey? It wasn’t. It was at 8:20 p.m. when the guy asked me if I wanted to be put on a list so I can take more of these surveys. For the first time in my life I got a little pissed during one of these surveys. I said to him, “No. I don’t have a problem taking these surveys, but you said this was going to take 15 minutes. It took more than a half-hour. In addition, I told you a number of times to slow down and speak clearer. You didn’t. If this is what I can expect from future surveys, then I don’t wish to take these.”

Now keep in mind I wasn’t yelling or being belligerent. However, I was annoyed, and I had every right to me (in my opinion). If he would have said this survey would have taken about a half-hour, I would have been understanding. But he didn’t. And there’s no fucking way this survey would have been done in 15 minutes with anyone different asking or answering these questions. But what happened next? I have no way to prove this, but I’m 99.9 percent sure the guy started to CRY. Oh good lord. Look, one reason I have a soft spot for these people is because I worked at a survey-taker — for six hours before quitting. If you’re not cut out for this sort of thing, this would be a terrible job. But considering everything that happened, I felt I was well within my justification to comment on the fact this survey took more than twice as long as I was told it would take and that despite repeated attempts the survey-taker made the process more arduous by trying to pretend he was this guy.

Of course, at least with the Micro Machine Man, I could actually understand what he was saying.

Now you might be saying, “But kkk, you’re old. You’re hearing ain’t what it used to be. Maybe you just can’t understand anything unless it’s turned up to Volume 10 on the radio dial.” Well that may be true, but the better half, who first answered this call, couldn’t understand a word this guy said either. And she’s not as old as me … yet.

Let me put this into perspective. If that phone interview really would have been 15 minutes, it would have taken as long as it took me to post this entry.

One final note. For those of you who don’t understand the headline to this entry, here you go.

No real reason for posting this. It’s just one of those lines Mrs. kkk and I use on each other when one of us can’t understand what the other person is saying.

Written by kkktookmybabyaway

July 12, 2009 at 10:56 pm

Posted in Life

Stumping For The Enemy

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Saw this headline on Drudge this morning: Palin to stump for conservative Democrats?

Brushing aside the criticisms of pundits and politicos, Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin said she plans to jump immediately back into the national political fray — stumping for conservative issues and even Democrats — after she prematurely vacates her elected post at month’s end.

The article itself is a bunch of blahblahblah, but the headline is what got my attention. If a figure running for national office supports candidates from the opposite party, I say “good.” As long as that candidate sees a number of issues the same way with the person using his/her political clout.

Look, there’s nothing wrong with voting for someone not affiliated with your political party. In fact, many times I’ll take a conservative democrat over a liberal republican. The problem comes many times when you vote for the other party that candidate you support is a black sheep in Capitol Hill leadership. For example, if I supported a Blue Dog in my redneck of the woods, this person would just be giving that feminazi from California more power. Thank God the Congressional Democrat wanna-bes that run around here aren’t better than what I already got representing me. Knowing I’d be giving another warm body for Nancy Pelosi to fill up her side of the Congressional aisle won’t make me sleep any better at night.

“But kkk,” you may ask. “What Democrat WOULD you vote for?” I’ll tell you who. If my state’s governor’s race ends up being Allegheny County Executive Dan Onorato and the state’s Attorney General Tom Corbett, I’m having a hard time convincing myself NOT to vote for Onorato. Kind of a weird feeling, actually. Yeah, it’s still a statewide position, but I actually put a higher emphasis on governors than assholes who go to-and-from Washington, DC. After all, there are 100 Senators but only 50 Governors. Which one is the more exclusive club?

Written by kkktookmybabyaway

July 12, 2009 at 12:37 pm

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