I’d like to share this guest post, written by a friend of mine who wishes to remain anonymous. Enjoy!
Not only will I admit to being a curmudgeon, I’m pretty proud of it. Having dealt with the general public for decades, I honestly don’t like people very much. I have relatives and close friends that I genuinely like and care about quite a lot. But everyone else, to me, is simply one of the roughly 7 billion other people on earth, and I don’t really want to interact with most of them.
As a small part of that mindset, I have an unpublished phone number—if I want to get calls from you, you’ve already got it. If not…well, you get the idea. So you can imagine how I feel about telemarketers. Even though the state and national do-not-call lists have greatly reduced these obnoxious interruptions, there are still exceptions. Entities that represent themselves as charities or survey-takers, for example, can still call legally—and they do. Unashamedly, they purchase lists or use sequential number generators to call and ask for money or time.
Let’s think about that for a minute. Someone calls and says they represent a charity. It may actually be a legitimate, good cause. Or, more likely, it’s a scam, or a prelude to some sales pitch. Did I mention that in addition to being a curmudgeon, I’m also very cynical and skeptical? But they brazenly want you to give them, a total stranger, your name, address, credit card number and any other personal information they can extract. Would you print cards with the same information and hand them to anyone who asked?
The solution is simple if you have caller ID—don’t answer if you don’t recognize the number. And I usually don’t, although there are times that my presbyopia causes me to answer when I don’t have my “cheaters” handy. But should I really have to be on the defense over these unwanted, uninvited, unwelcome, unsolicited solicitations?
I wish I had an answer. There are certainly bigger and worse problems in the world, but this is one of my pet peeves. The real issue is how inconsiderate these folks are—I may be a curmudgeon and avoid people, but I don’t invade their privacy. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to yell at some kids to get off my lawn!