Dear telemarketers.

I do not want to listen to your spiel. Yes, I'm sure it's fabulous, and you'll offer me wormhole technology, a free set of steak knives AND all the tea in China.

But. I. Do. Not. Want. To. Listen.

When I repeat, politely, "We're not interested, thank you." this is YOUR cue to stop and say, "Well, thank you for your time, good night."

This is NOT your cue to repeat for the THIRD TIME, "Well, how do you know you don't want our new-fangled froonium drive?"

I know that you have a set script, that you have been trained to continually barrage people with offers and, "Don't you think maybe you're paying too much now?"

Guess what? It doesn't work. It makes me tense up and nearly rip your head off verbally. And, really, I know this isn't your fault.

You've been trained to badger people until they feel guilty enough to listen.

I'm not guilty. I'm pissed off.

Our phone number is on the state's "No Call" list. You're not supposed to call us.

Next time you call? I'll get your company name, your name, the name of your superviser, and then report you. I was angry this time. I'll be enraged next time.