In the Name of Freedom . . .
. . . let us disrupt your home life:
Telemarketing groups are quietly mounting a campaign that would open the door to a floodgate of new calls, [the Electronic Privacy Information Center] says, pointing to a series of requests filed with the FCC, essentially asking the agency to invalidate state laws regulating the practice.
Telemarketers deny they are trying to pry open the door to a wave of new calls. Industry representatives contend they simply want a single, national rule to follow.
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We don't like telemarketing, but Eric Scheske does miss employing his telemarketing defense techniques. When he has no time to talk, for instance, he quietly puts down the receiver and lets the marketer keep talking. The theory: if everyone did that (as opposed to hanging-up immediately), the long-distance calling charges would shut down the mosquitoes.
Another favorite: Adopting an urban accent and acting very dumb. When called by a sporting magazine, for instance, Eric talked for fifteen minutes about the virtues of Arena Football, punctuated with, "You guys cuva much arena bo?" Great fun when drinking.
When babysitting his children, Eric will often speak with the caller for a long time, with a disgruntled baby crying into the receiver. If Eric is miserable, the caller might as well be.
Just a few ideas if the mosquitoes come back.
