Last night I was lucky enough to get a spoonful. By that I mean I got to see one of my favorite new acts, Spoon. They were playing at Union South and they were awesome. They only played a few songs from the new album but it was fine by me. Although this was fine, I do think that their newer stuff is a lot better. The songs are much more mature. At the show I bought one of their older albums and although it is also very good, it just doesn't have the same quality of songwriting the new album has. But I loved the show.
So just now, for the first time in a few years, I answered a call from a solicitor. I never answer calls and usually just hang up before they say anything, but this time they responded quickly so I listened. I think the reason I said 'ok' is because they were from Epson. My computer nerd persona came out and thought, "OOH! I can contribute to the improvement of their products!" Ok, so it was actually just the nerd in me. So I asked the guy how long the survey would take and he said "Uh, I don't know. Your answers could make it longer." Still, I said 'fine.' So the guy was very slow and it was clear why he was doing phone surveys, but a part of me thought it was kind of cute. So he asked me a bunch of questions about my scanner and I gave him answers he liked because it's a good scanner. My favorite part was when he said, "How would your friends rate your knowledge of printers and computers in general?" I smiled and answered '9' because I didn't want to seem like a know-it-all. Then, before I knew it the survey was over. We parted ways. It was a tough thing to do. I had sort of grown attached to him and his questions (but I did want to ask him a few questions that ended in a number between 1 and 10). Either way, here I am and I think I might talk to the guy/girl next time they call. Or maybe I'll just play tricks on them, which would be much more fun.
guy: Hello, I am with--Yes, I will play tricks next time.
me: hold on a sec, ok?
guy: ok
me: [walk away from phone and continue with what I'm doing]
five minutes pass
guy: [click. boooooooooooooooooo...]