"Hello...""Hello, is this the man of the house?"
"What do you need? What do you want?"
"Sir, do you like to read magazines?"
"Later, dude...."
"One moment, sir. Please. Just one moment of your time is
all that I request. Sir, I am attempting to offer you free issues of many of
today's most popular periodicals. Surely this is as fine an offer as you are
likely to receive today. Did you know that people who read magazines are
perceived of as smarter than their counterparts who do not. This is true
even if they only look at the pictures. Magazines can make a big difference
in your future. Would you be interested in entering our special contest for
a seven day all expenses paid trip to Daytona Beach? There's nothing to
buy."
"No..."
"So it's just the magazines, then? Sir, have you ever been
called a scoundrel before? Because today only, I am able to offer you a free
subscription to Scoundrel!, the magazine that Noam Chomsky calls bathroom
fodder of the highest order. Now your time on the throne can be just as
challenging as Noam's. Please hold for address confirmation..."
"Belligans. Do you have your order number?"
"Oh, hi. Do you want my address?"
"What the bloody hell would I want your address for? Who
are you anyway, and what are you doing calling this number?"
"I was, uh... I was waiting for my free magazines."
"Oh, it's the old free magazine scam again, is it? I hope
you're prepared for a good long wait then, sonny boy, because everyone knows
there's no such thing as a free magazine. Free magazines, what a load of
rubbish."
"The man I was just talking to said that I was going to
get a free subscription to Scoundrel! the favorite magazine of Noam Chomsky,
and he, uh... this is all falling on deaf ears, isn't it?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Mmm. Okay. Sorry to bother you." |
