I Don't Litter

Last week, I got a call from a woman who said she was conducting a survey wanting to know why people litter. I told her neither I nor my family litter and she said, "OK. Thanks," and hung up.

Today I got a call about a "very important marketing survey." Normally I like to talk to these people and give them strange answers, but today I wasn't in the mood because "Peter" called at 9:31 p.m.

I said, "Peter, I told your colleague last week that I don't litter and my husband and son pick up trash--they're Boy Scouts. Not only that, it's past 9 p.m."

He responded, "Yes, we're running late, but it's a very important survey."

Me: "I told you we don't litter. Good-bye."

I'm not a freak about people calling me past 9, but I have a problem with marketing people calling so late. I also have a problem with my son's dentist's office person who called on Sunday to remind us about his appointment scheduled for Monday. Again, I'm not a blue law freak, I like having the option to go shopping on Sundays, but if I give up my nights and Sundays to these callers, what will be left for me?

By the way, I do like to taunt the guys who call from the paper trying to sell me a subscription. I tell them I think their reporters are lazy and stupid and wouldn't waste my money on them. Plus I get tired of my husband pointing out all the typos.

They never know what to say after hearing that.