What good is having your own blog if you can’t rant once in a while?

Let’s start with a joke.

Q: What does the sado-masochistic kid want to be when he grows up?  A: Telemarketer.  You annoy the hell out of people and then they hang up on you, what could be better?

Today I got the ninth call on my cell-phone from 702-554-1465 in the last two months.  The calls are made by a telemarketer on behalf of the newspaper in the town where I grew up  —  I had the newspaper delivered to my mother in California while she was alive.  And in spite of my protests, they persist in thinking I want to renew my subscription.

A while ago, I saved their number in my cell-phone under “Telemarketer” so that I would know when they were calling.  Tonight when I saw them pop up on my screen, I answered and did the old “I asked you before to stop calling me, the next time you call I will write to the State Attorney General, so remove me from your list!” routine.

Now, the truth be told, I have no idea who our State Attorney General is.  I hope that he or she has better things to do than chase down annoying people who call me.

I will update this entry if and when the calls continue.