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another meme
Tagged by Mar. (No, I'm not afraid of wolverines. Just of getting work done.)
Here's the meme.
1. Delve into your blog archive.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas...
5. Tag five people to do the same.
Now, I've clearly written fewer than 23 posts. And if we ignore the quiz and meme posts, the most recent past has two sentences, maybe three, if you count "SF/Fantasy" as being a sentence. (Yeah, right.) So I'll go back to my post of September 29.
Fifth sentence: "You don't even know who you're calling?"
The essence of rudeness, I think. It's bad enough when telemarketers call and ask for me by name, but say "Mr." But to not even know or care who you're calling to talk to?
The other person always matters. Not in that fake way that cashiers affect, where they look at your check or credit card and call you by your first name as though you're the best of chums. Rather, as an individual, maybe a cashier asking a customer how one eats a particular kind of vegetable, or asking if it's started to rain yet -- something that says "I see you."
I realize there may be times when I call somewhere and don't know who I'm going to talk to -- I need to know what hours a store is open, or whether my special order has come in, or perhaps I'm doing research and need to talk to somebody in public relations. I suppose it's hypocritical of me to have a double-standard between public and private life, but there it is. If you're a business or public entity, people call you for what you can do for them. If you are a private individual, you should be called for who you are.
And that's why I don't like telemarketers, whether or not they know who I am. They're calling because they want me to do something for them. They don't care who I am. This guy was simply more blatant about it than most.
Now I'm supposed to tag 5 people. Ha! Not that many people even know about my blog, let alone read it. But I'll try.
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kellan_the_tabby
2.wolviekins
3.changpenglew
4.sleigh
5.touch_of_ink
Here's the meme.
1. Delve into your blog archive.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas...
5. Tag five people to do the same.
Now, I've clearly written fewer than 23 posts. And if we ignore the quiz and meme posts, the most recent past has two sentences, maybe three, if you count "SF/Fantasy" as being a sentence. (Yeah, right.) So I'll go back to my post of September 29.
Fifth sentence: "You don't even know who you're calling?"
The essence of rudeness, I think. It's bad enough when telemarketers call and ask for me by name, but say "Mr." But to not even know or care who you're calling to talk to?
The other person always matters. Not in that fake way that cashiers affect, where they look at your check or credit card and call you by your first name as though you're the best of chums. Rather, as an individual, maybe a cashier asking a customer how one eats a particular kind of vegetable, or asking if it's started to rain yet -- something that says "I see you."
I realize there may be times when I call somewhere and don't know who I'm going to talk to -- I need to know what hours a store is open, or whether my special order has come in, or perhaps I'm doing research and need to talk to somebody in public relations. I suppose it's hypocritical of me to have a double-standard between public and private life, but there it is. If you're a business or public entity, people call you for what you can do for them. If you are a private individual, you should be called for who you are.
And that's why I don't like telemarketers, whether or not they know who I am. They're calling because they want me to do something for them. They don't care who I am. This guy was simply more blatant about it than most.
Now I'm supposed to tag 5 people. Ha! Not that many people even know about my blog, let alone read it. But I'll try.
1.
kellan_the_tabby2.
wolviekins3.
changpenglew4.
sleigh5.
touch_of_ink
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