I realize that many of you would like to, once again, let the telemarketers know how you feel. And I am, frankly, tempted to reveal to you here that the American Teleservices Association (www.ataconnect.org/) seems to have a phone line working (at least for now) at 317-816-9336.So, break out your cell phones and calling cards and call the ATA to show them again how displeased you are with receiving unwanted calls at home from telemarketers trying to sell you something you didn’t want in the first place.
Monthly Archive for October, 2003
Dave Barry wrote a column in August that forced the American Teleservices Association to disconnect its 1-800 number due to an overwhelming amount of unwanted incoming phone calls from (presumable) irritated and angry residential phone customers wishing to demonstrate that receiving unwanted calls is an inconvenience and a waste of time. Well, Dave Barry has done it again, this time publishing toll phone number for the ATA:
Today, Chris and I went to Modern Tuxedo and picked out the tuxedos for the wedding. We went with black jacket with a shawl lapel and one-button front, similar to, if not exactly, this style jacket. We also chose a vest with a squared dot pattern, silver for the groomsmen, black for the father and grandfather of the bride, and white for me. I think it’ll look sharp on us all. We initially went in to see the invitations, and we actually saw the ones we were hoping we would. We just have to get numbers from the ‘rents before we order them. Oh, and being the geek that I am, I am going to try to make a program or Excel sheet that will calculate invitation costs.
Let me tell you how much of a geek I am (as if I haven’t done that enough). I was suddenly woken up this morning by my fiancee because I am going in to work early. Shortly after she woke me up, I remembered what I was dreaming about. I was dreaming about being some waitress’s freind and thinking to myself how stupid of a system they have for seating people. So, to fix the situation, I installed a wireless access point and other networking and computer equipment on premises, and create a program that assigns people seats in the restaurant using some “revolutionary” technique. Of course, this is all in my dream, including my having a bout with SQL statements that don’t do what I want them to do. But here’s the clincher: after having trouble with the SQL statements, I decide to take a break from programming in order to go to the restaurant’s corporate office to convince Hitler that he shouldn’t be owner of the restaurant and he should have another Holocaust. wtf? I had Boston Market for dinner last night, then I watched the HEHS V Show. I have no clue what the hell brought up this dream.
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