Most of the time I don’t answer the phone when the caller ID reveals a number or name I don’t know. But, yesterday I decided to answer on a survey call. The person calling sounded like they were in a cellar somewhere in Afghanistan. They wanted me to answer questions about the primary run off election in Texas.
Naturally they want to know how you rate the candidates. There are multiple choices: very favorable, favorable, somewhat favorable, very unfavorable, somewhat unfavorable and unfavorable. They didn’t have a choice of "really sucks." I asked.
Once you get through the preliminary stuff, they want to know if you are going to vote and who you are going to vote for. I informed them, I was going to vote and I was going to vote for a particular person on each office. But, on one office, they didn’t seem happy I chose the candidate I did. So they ask me again. I told them the same answer. The survey was over.
Now, I am thinking that when the report goes back to that candidate, it will include a note that some senile old man is the only one that is voting for your opponent.
I am not senile. At least not yet.
I am working on getting senile. But, I still vote. Hey-hey-hey.
PMO
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