This morning, I was expecting my parents to call, to tell me to come over to the old house. So I took the cordless phone into the bathroom while I showered.
MT (Telemarketer): Is Mr. Harrison there.
Me: *sultry voice* Oh, yes.
MT: I'm from MCI Long Distance, and I'd like to show you how we can save you money.
Me: I would, but in I'm in a steamy hot shower, infront of a full length mirror, running my hands all over myself. Having a suds good time. You sound like a strong strapping lad...
MT: Umm... er... yes, but about the long distance.
Me: I suppose I could write the notes in the suds on my chest...
MT: We have great rates....
Me: You have great rates? Oooh! Now I think something else is taking notes.
MT: You sound busy. I'll call back later. *click*
Now I'm just waiting for him to call, so I can tell him he put me in just the right mood for the hot tub.
Fucking with telemarketers is so much fun! :-)