Re: Tyme's response to a telemarketer
I have two more, both of which happened a long time ago. Gee, maybe I'm just that much nastier now and they don't bother with me any more!
First was the cemetary plot sales folks. They called when I was in college too. Just what I needed - out of the military and into college, so I was all of about 23 or so, and some nut wants to sell me a couple of cemetary plots! The game was to open the conversation and keep me on the line by telling me that I had "won" the two plots. The next part was a series of questions, until I answered no to something, then it was "we're sorry, you don't qualify for the free ones, but we'll make you a really good deal to buy them!" Click.
Well, don't you know that since this was pre-desktop compuer and automated call days, the idiots called back a couple of days later. Heh, heh, heh, ole JayM decided to have some fun!

I just said yes to everything that came out of the callers mouth. I guess I did this for about 15 minutes before my roommate (who was watching the whole thing) just "lost it" and I couldn't help but start laughing too. The timing was just about right, because the caller was getting
really exasperated! Bye, bye, "DA!" Click!
The second bit of fun was probably my favorite of all. I was walking through the terminal at San Fran International in about 1974, when one of the Hari Krishna guys pounced. Their deal was to try to give you a very ornate book of plates (pictures) as a "gift" for letting them "enlighten" you. The catch was that they expected a gift back in the form of money and those books aren't cheap. I had the usual military haircut and looked like I what I was - very young. Mr. Hari Krishna figured he had some hayseed from the middle of nowhere and was really working me, pleased with himself because I was pretending to be absolutely entralled with his wonderful message.
It was all great fun, until I abrubtly thanked him for the book, which I had in my hands by then, and started to walk away rapidly. LOL! You'd have thought ole Harry the Hari was gonna have a stroke, because he hadn't gotten any money out of me. I kept walking and let the whole thing escalate until we had pretty much made a scene and every one (including the cops) were glaring at the Krishna dude. The last time I saw him, my "short term spiritual guide" was arguing with the cops about his "rights." I hope he had a nice day. Peace, man!