We had a phone call from some breezily arrogant chap who said he wanted to talk to Aileen. He used her name as if he knew her personally. She does a lot of business I'm not in on so I passed him over. Turns out he was just some other cold-caller. The breezy chap handed her on to some other guy who was all snuffly and when she commiserated with him he admitted he had a migraine. Doing that job would give me a migraine too.
First thing this morning Ailz drew my attention to this article in Martin Lewis's Money Saving Extra. This guy was doorstepping for some truly sleazy outfit- whose boss insisted his drones read porn on their way into work as a way of desensitising themselves and getting the adrenalin pumping.
I make a point of never doing business with a cold-caller- no matter how good the offer, no matter how good the cause...
