I was down and out with a sore throat and fever early this week. Hence ,spent all day lying in bed, either sleeping or reading X men comics. I was sleeping Tuesday afternoon when the landline rang. Mum wasn’t at home, so I had to drag myself all the way across to the other room to answer the phone.
(In a high pitched screechy voice…reminiscent of Janice from Friends)” Hello Sir! May I speak with Mr.Murthy?”
(Me, in a voice that sounds like Elmer Fudd with a hangover)” yeah…that’s me.”
(Conversation alternates between the telemarketer and I)
“ Sir… I am calling from Ponds …we have a super offer on our miracle anti-ageing cream….”
“ But I don’t want any…thank you”
“Sir….please listen to my offer….we guarantee results in 7 days or else…”
“No thanks….I look gorgeous and amazing as it is… sweet 16 almost….”
“Sir…money back after 7 days…”
“look here…I want to speak to your Marketing guy….his strategy is all messed up…you don’t call people and tell them they need anti-ageing cream….”
CLICK… She hung up !
Another victory for me....