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It's a pleasure to share one's memories. Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe - though we didn't know it at the time. We know it now. Because it's in the past; because we have survived. ~Susan Sontag
 
 
   
 
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
 
Wow! I have not blogged in over four months!

Well, summer vacation is over and it is back to the regular routine of teaching, driving from place to place, catching up with reading my e-mail, and blogging.

I want to start by saying... I really dislike telemarketers. Well, I do not “personally” dislike them, I just dislike that the job even exists. Although.... this past Friday, I received a call from one telemarketer and she may be the first one I personally dislike. Here is why...

Ring ring...
Me: Hello..
TM: Hello, can I speak to Mr Va... Va... Va-say-oh?
Me: That’s VAL - CAR - CEL...
TM: Whatever...
click

Yes, I hung up. “Whatever”? What was that all about?

I did not think it worth my while to find out. People that know me know that I have an allergy to that word. We do not use it in my home under the penalty of having liver and onions for dinner.

That telemarketer may have been having a bad day with people not buying anything she may have been selling and I may have just pushed her over the edge by politely pronouncing my last name to her, but you know what? Whatever!

“Rudeness is the weak man's imitation of strength."
~Eric Hoffer
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