"Please remove this number from your call list."
"Uh, ma'am, we're not trying to sell you anyth--"
That was the first call. Tonight, the guy had the temerity to sit and argue with me about my refusal to answer his goddamn survey.
"No. No thank you. I don't want to. No. I'm very sorry, but no."
No. Means. No.
I am just appalled right now, at the height and breadth and unmeasurable depths of the cluelessness that roams outside these four walls, on two legs, encased in DNA that's 99.99% similar to mine.