Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for October 28, 2024

If only

Needs one of those bowing alley pin setter things to drop down and sweep him out the door.

Bingo.

It’s not high enough to work properly.

Wiley may set a record for likes with this one. It may exceed the capacity of the counter.

If a telemarketer wastes six hours of other people’s time in a workday, (considering breaks and meetings), four telemarketers waste 24 hours.

Thus, over a 242 day work year, approximately six telemarketers thus waste 365, 24 hour days.

Thus, 480 telemarketers take away one entire 80 year lifetime within one year.

Therefore, telemarketers are mass murderers and should be treated as such.

At least it doesn’t have an automatic trap door on the floor…

That elevator needs to open in the Pits of Hell.

I knew someone who was a telemarketer for a burglar alarm company. Her job was to go through the county’s newspaper, and note the addresses of reported burglaries and break-ins. The addresses were vague, like “the 700 block of Tremont Street”, but that was enough so that she would use the City Directory and call people who lived in the area, tell them about the breaking in their area, and try to sell them a burglar alarm.

That’s too good for telemarketers!

Going down?

Oh come on! Even a telemarketer is smart enough to know that screams, “It’s a TRAP!”

Corduroy Guy must be a pit boss: Those actually making the calls often sound like millennials who would otherwise be saying, “Fries with that?”

Should get the shaft

Darn Wiley bears went into hibernation too early.

That’s a survivable fall. The elevator needs to go at least 40 feet higher.

Too low. That fall is survivable.

Poll takers are up one floor.

Right where they belong — trash calls in the trash.

By definition, telemarketers wouldn’t be there in person…

There’s a ward in Hell for telemarketers. They get strapped to a desk and ear phones plugged into a console that plays back 4 ring tones and every answer they ever received when they did cold calls.

My first glance had a hangman’s rope around his neck, but then realized the corners of the wall were the line I was seeing. Agree with the bowling pin sweeper. Need a dumpster.

I’ve seen a telemarketer call center. If my only choices were that job or being a galley slave chained to an oar, it would be a tough decision to make.

A person must be truly desperate to take such a job and I imagine none of them like their work. It’s not the people who are on the phone that are the cause of your inconvenience, but the mega-corporation that employs them. There is probably a thousand to one disparity in salary between the CEO of the company and the worker. I do not think I exaggerate.

The callers themselves are barely-willing cogs in a big machine.

Yes, I know. If it’s that bad, why don’t they just quit and get another job?

I haven’t been contacted by a telemarketer in years. I thought, with the plethora of websites and all, they’d gone the way of the dinosaur. . .

Bit of an oxymoron, an in person telemarketer.

Too good for them…

Dante would have devised a special circle for them

Exit not high enough, and should have a pit full of rabid alligators.

It should empty on an alley with Wiley’s bears

I have a method …

If my phone says it is a scam call – OR I answer and no one responds immediately – I say in a very bored , recording-like tone: “Your call came through as a Spam call, and I don’t take those. Please remove my name and number from your call list” and then hang up. Usually, this gets my name/number removed.

I’ve had a couple of them who took this as a challenge, and tried calling back every few minutes to try and find a way around my message. The worst one called me 43 times in 1 hour. I reported him after the third call, for scam calling and invasion of privacy. Then at 57 minutes the calls suddenly stopped. About 20 minutes later, a county judge called me to verify that I had reported him. A cop had arrested him for invasion of privacy, and had impounded his cell phone, which had a record of all the calls.

:^D

The phone companies make me mad, though. It used to be that I could just put my phone down, leaving the connection live. That jammed up the caller’s phone, because they couldn’t disconnect. Each time they hung up and then tried to get a dial tone – or the automated system tried to make a new call – the line was locked active. The spammers reacted – virulently – complaining to the phone companies. The phone companies’ attorneys fretted that this might constitute a safety hazard if a line was jammed and an outgoing emergency call could not be made. The phone companies installed a timer – one that automatically releases the connection if there is no vocal activity within a certain period – usually less than a minute. Dang it.

I really loved tying up those guys’ phones for hours. And since I had a multi-line phone, I still could make outgoing calls.

I’m surprised at all the vitriol. I haven’t been bothered by telemarketers in a long time. Google blocks nearly all spam calls without me even knowing it. When I do get one from an unknown number, I just tap Screen and Google’s automated answering bot spits out a message telling them it’s an automatic screening service from Google and to say their name and message. I see it in written form. If it’s a call I want, I answer, but most just hang up at that point. I have an Android phone, but I imagine Apple has something like that.

YES. PLEASE!

Unfortunately, it’s not that easy.

That is far too benign. How about a shark tank or a bear pit?

thank goodness for caller ID and voicemail!

Takes 2 to tango, why are you answering the phone Grandma ??? ;-)

Don’t see any doors in the back of the elevator, so this doesn’t make any sense at all. (In most elevators you go out the same doors you go in.)

So they go in the one door, then the door on the side opens up to let them out into the dumpster?

Telemarketing is for people with no discernible skills, unless annoying people is a skill

Replace the trash cans with jungle warfare booby traps.

When you get in the elevator through a front door it goes up a bit and then likely a back door on the elevator opens where you step and fall outside right over the garbage cans.

Needs to have a pusher to shove him out.

Bet the guy feels unwelcomed!

Why isn’t the back wall moving forward?

Would you buy an on-line ad from that man?

The one for the corporate owners opens on the 10th floor.

If, really, the only job you can find is as a telemarketer, IMMEDIATELY get in touch with a suicide hotline. It is the most soul-destroying occupation currently available, that is still legal.

My phone often tells me Telemarketer, Spam, or recently, Political. Those immediately get ignored. I moved out of Texas five years ago but still have my Texas phone number. Any call “from” Texas is immediately dumped unless it is one of the two or three people in Texas I might still hear from. I wish spoofing telephone numbers was illegal. That would shut down a lot of these boiler room operations.

:D HA HA!

I am sure there are good telemarketers out there, take for instance the ones from… ok, I cannot think of a good example.

The ones that are trying to scam you, as opposed to those just looking for sales and saying so, make me feel that I ought to warn the poor wage slaves who make the calls. I know you’re not supposed to engage with them, just hang up; but I try to tell the young humans not to enable the frauds. Of course, they are probably told that they’re randomly monitored, so they can’t accept my concern out loud. But I hope they can somehow break away soon and do better elsewhere.

If you hear a “poit” before you hear a voice,hang up

Not high enough.