The thread bump is such a model of what’s to come.
I used to enjoy wasting telemarketers’ time. Slowly sucking them into increasingly ridiculous stories, while weaving in questions about their products. A cable TV salesman got to hear about my depressing situation. Perhaps more channels could fill the void of my wife and twin daughters dying? The car stalled on a train track crossing. We chose a home on the wrong side of the tracks, I guess. It’s nothing compared to how a lady in my grief group lost her son. He was trying to fix the garbage disposal. Had his hand in there when it started up, and it just chewed through his whole arm. Told the fellow that I couldn’t take it anymore, and that his call had finally convinced me to check out. Yeah, make that next call, buddy.
Now I just delight in telling them how they’ll be out of a job in the near future, when they’ll be replaced by AI-synthesized voices. My mother’s voice will call me to say I need new window’s. But at least that scumbag cold calling during dinner will be out of a job.
I used to enjoy wasting telemarketers’ time. Slowly sucking them into increasingly ridiculous stories, while weaving in questions about their products. A cable TV salesman got to hear about my depressing situation. Perhaps more channels could fill the void of my wife and twin daughters dying? The car stalled on a train track crossing. We chose a home on the wrong side of the tracks, I guess. It’s nothing compared to how a lady in my grief group lost her son. He was trying to fix the garbage disposal. Had his hand in there when it started up, and it just chewed through his whole arm. Told the fellow that I couldn’t take it anymore, and that his call had finally convinced me to check out. Yeah, make that next call, buddy.
Now I just delight in telling them how they’ll be out of a job in the near future, when they’ll be replaced by AI-synthesized voices. My mother’s voice will call me to say I need new window’s. But at least that scumbag cold calling during dinner will be out of a job.