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If you're reading this, you have too much time on your hands.
LONDON, Nov 23 (Reuters Life) - Congratulations! You can win the holiday of your dreams - a break from telemarketers -- if you're willing to moo, fake a murder scene, or follow a list of other diversionary tactics.
Those calls that always come when you're sitting down to dinner, with a robotic script to give you the secret of solar-powered hot-water bottles, can be a thing of the past. The Web offers many escapes from what Time Magazine has dubbed one of the worst inventions of the last century.
If you're looking for other contact information on how to get rid of telemarketers or to fight back, the most commented-on entry on this site is still getting traffic and is full of ideas and info.
Jesse Thompson said on 12/01/06 @ 11:45 AM: I always used to say "Actually, that sounds awsome! oh, wait, call on the other line. Do you mind holding?" To which they would always cheerily answer "yes" and then I'd just conference them into a 1-800 phone sex line.
Then again, diversionary tactics don't work anymore since the other end of a telemarketing call is always a voice recording now anyway.
BobbiLynn May said on 12/18/06 @ 11:33 AM: I love to tlak to them, they asked me one time if i was the head of the house hold, i said yes, i am mrs. tiffany may. They asked me if it was a bad time to talk, becuase my niece was crying loudly in the background. I said no, she is simply mourning over her dead father, we need to call one of those suicide clean up services soon, she asked me if i had any children, i told her two of them ran away, then she asked me if i wanted to donate money, surprised that she was STILL ON THE LINE i told her that we had just spent the rest of your money on toilet paper, and then I hung up... Hahaha
-BobbiLynn May
BobbiLynn May said on 12/18/06 @ 11:35 AM: She knew because she was laughing like REALLY quietly in the background while i was talking Hahaha