I never cease to be amused by the antics of telemarketers. One particular thing that makes me smile every time I lay down the phone after a conversation with one of them is their confusion over the gender of my voice over the phone. Here\’s a conversation I had today, which is quite typical of a few of them I\’ve had in the past.
Me: Hello?
Them: Hello. May I speak to Mr. Sullins?
Me: Ummm, he\’s not home right now.
Them: Is this Mrs. Sullins?
Me: Uh, no.
Them: Can you leave a message for Mr. Sullins that Comcast was trying to reach him?
Me: Sure.
Them: Thank you, ma\’am.
I\’ve had three or four of these conversations (in varying degrees of gender confusion — sometimes I\’ll get more male possibilities than female possibilities) since getting home, and they invariably end with \”Thank you, ma\’am.\” It\’s funny.
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