aTypical Joe: a gay New Yorker living in the rural South

Monday, January 29, 2007

The lady of the house

I just got a call. This is exactly how I remember it:

THE CALLER: “My name is [something-or-other] and I’m calling from [someaudiencesurveycompany]. May I speak with the lady of the house?”

I ANSWER: “There is no lady of the house. You called a gay household and you just blew it!”

I hung up.

I’m really typically fairly sympathetic to the plight of the person who must earn a living making telemarketing calls, but whoever wrote that script deserve to be drawn and quartered. Somehow it just sent me over the edge.