tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096118.post8951218186128107593..comments2023-04-06T06:16:29.664-04:00Comments on Tales from the "Liberry" 2.0: Actual Conversations, Telephone and Otherwise, Heard in Actual Libraries #122Juice S. Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17660779109024097267noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096118.post-55287383412205772242008-03-26T20:03:00.000-04:002008-03-26T20:03:00.000-04:00Having fallen for the carrot of some fabulous priz...Having fallen for the carrot of some fabulous prize drawing, I dropped a card in box at a conference, and, accordingly, got a sales call. No problem: I get to send the call up to an acquisitions person, too.<BR/><BR/>Only, this sales dude called back *three times* just so I could tell him three times, No, really, call J at this number . . . .Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16791914604898998749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096118.post-77468914617995173872008-03-25T12:56:00.000-04:002008-03-25T12:56:00.000-04:00I understand people have to work, but telemarketer...I understand people have to work, but telemarketers as far as I am concerned are barely a step above primordial slime (and we know the slime may at least evolve). Here, any of those I am lucky I simply transfer to the acquisitions guy, who I am sure tells them something similar.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com