No Ponzi Schemes for my Pop
My father does not share my sympathy for telemarketers.
On a recent morning, he got out of bed to make my mother some coffee, and while he was on the other side of the apartment, Mom thought of something else she wanted. Having earned a rest recently, she decided to call him up (he can't hear across the apartment) and ask him to bring it to her. When he answered, she purred into the phone, "Hello, we're calling you for National Indulge your Wife Day." Before she could get any further however, Dad interrupted.
"I will have you know that I indulge my wife every day of the year," he barked. "Do not call this number and take us off your list."
On a recent morning, he got out of bed to make my mother some coffee, and while he was on the other side of the apartment, Mom thought of something else she wanted. Having earned a rest recently, she decided to call him up (he can't hear across the apartment) and ask him to bring it to her. When he answered, she purred into the phone, "Hello, we're calling you for National Indulge your Wife Day." Before she could get any further however, Dad interrupted.
"I will have you know that I indulge my wife every day of the year," he barked. "Do not call this number and take us off your list."
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