Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance, the lasting perfume..... . . ~Jean de Boufflers

Monday, February 12, 2007

Tele-Phony
.
I think this aggressive telemarketing thingy is getting too much.
..
I don't know how these companies get hold of normal folk's personal contact numbers - like maybe they have some ninja network that can hacked through private databases or something like that. Your handphone number is really not a private thing anymore - just mere digits ready for commercial exploitation.
..
And yesterday alone I received four calls from perfect strangers with nice voices telling me that (a) I've won a complimentary four-day spa retreat at some spastic place ( with a catch at the end, of course ), (b) an opportunity to renew my car insurance at very competitive rates (when I had insured mine just only), and (c) having to listen to two female customer service officers from two local banks here pestering me to sign up for their new platinum cards.
...
I wish some bigshot would put a law out to stop this excessively-damning way of doing business. Spam SMS is already bad enough, but this brings Creative Marketing 101 to a new low altogether, and reeks only of sheer desperation.
....
It's probably a matter of time when I'll receive a call someday that wants me to book my own funeral package, and to make it more attractive the offer includes a complimentary trio of professional mourners for twelve hours to do their thang.
.
Now that's business for you.