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Teeth and telemarketers

Strange title for my blog post I know but thats two of the topics I’m writing about today. 

Teeth: I broke my front tooth the night before last – it’s a tooth that already had a root canal in so it’s not hurting but its frustrating because at this time in my chemo cycle with my blood counts going down i can’t get it fixed at all, and even in a couple of weeks time they can’t do anything too invasive to fix it because of the risk of infection.  If I am in remission next year I plan to get a lot of work done on my teeth – hopefully they will be able to fix my tooth temporarily til then.

Telemarketers:  being at home more, unfortunately means I receive more of these stupid calls but what I wanted to share with you is my reaction to one yesterday.  When this telemarketer rung she introduced herself and who she was representing and then went into that fake involving you in the conversation thing that they do -“How are you, are you having a nice day?” My reply was “fine and we are not interested, thanks. Bye” and hung up.

But after I hung up I thought about my overwhelming urge when she asked how I was to actually say “Well, actually I’m feeling really crap from the side effects of chemotherapy for this aggressive form of cancer I have got.  But thats enough about me, hows your day?” 

OH is most disappointed I didn’t actually say it and OD has dared me to say it next time.  I have the same pet peeve with sales assistants and check out operators.  Do not ask me how my day is going when you really dont want to know the answer. Just a smile and a courteous manner is all I require.

OD has been sick with a virus this week and off work.  We have had to studiously avoid each other so she doesn’t infect me.  Unfortunately that has meant she has been stuck in her room most of the time. She is glad that we have got wireless internet broadband so that she can keep busy.

MD has been spring cleaning our spare room under my supervision.  Too many things were starting to pile up in there and YD would not have been able to use it to stay the night.  We have been quite ruthless in chucking out stuff.  We are hoarders by nature and don’t realise how much crap we have got.

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  1. Diane dotchin

     /  November 28, 2008

    I know exactly what you mean re ‘Hows your day ‘. It ‘s very tempting to reply ‘Well actually it’s shit!’ Would be interesting to see the response though.

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  2. Sally

     /  December 7, 2008

    I find it saddening that you are blaming your bad mood on someone who is just doing their job. Sort of understandable but sad.

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    • jaydub26

       /  December 7, 2008

      I almost didn’t approve the above comment but thought under freedom of speech I would allow it but would also add my reply to it.
      I find it sad that you had to comment negatively on it. My blog is my thoughts. In real life I am always polite and courteous to people who are serving me and people I am serving, and I wasn’t nasty to the telemarketer or say they had caused me to have a bad mood. I was just saying it is really hard to answer fine when I am feeling really crappy. Before Gertude I was a retail assistant myself but I tried to avoid using the fake “how is your day?” routine. had real conversations with regular customers and kept to conversations about the products or subjects that the customer themsleves had bought up. Our shop was always complimented on the friendliness of its staff which comprised me , the manager and one other person most of theweekdays
      I know the telemarketer was just doing their job, that doesn’t mean I can’t have a reaction to it – which was all in my head – none of it was directed at the telemarketer themselves.

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