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Bills. Signatures. Bills. Loans. Bills. Credit cards. Bills. Insurance. Bills. All signs of responsibilities and worries of a working adult.
My phone rang today. It was one of those phone conversations that made you feel like a grown-up.
“Hi, do you have time to talk?”
“What is this about? Er… you’d have to make this quick.” I squirmed uncomfortably at the thought of having to deal with this, and stole a quick glance at the clock. Nearly two in the afternoon. I think people usually have meetings at two… do they not? Yeah, most probably. That should be a good enough excuse, should the need for it arises…
And the thing about all this is, well, sometimes you inadvertently lead them down the wrong way. I listened patiently, but nothing stuck to my mind because there were simply too many figures to be remembered. Something about a few thousand; some policies; some third-party benefits. I hardly registered anything in my head. Besides, I was trying to gauge an appropriate time to interrupt her well-rehearsed speech… until:-
“No, no, wait (!!!) – I’ll, er, think about it.” Alarm bells suddenly rang in my head. What the… I did not even agree to signing up nor putting down my money for the product. I was not even paying attention – how the heck did the conversation ever head down this direction?
“Oh,” came the dejected answer. “Perhaps you can reconsider…”
“I’ll let you know if I’m interested,” I said, attempting a note of finalisation to my voice.
She was quite persistent, but polite. Perhaps she could round up some customers soon.
I am just not used to getting ‘no’s, just like how I am not used to saying ‘no’s.
“Oooh, who was that?” teased a colleague.
“Someone was trying to sell me stuff,” I sighed.
“You should tell them something like, ‘Yeah, I want to get one for my penguin!’ I use that trick all the time – that’ll put them off, then they’ll hang up.”
You know, I would not want to be the person at the other end of the line.