The Song Fight Bulletin Board

I fucking hate sales people. Be it them calling me on the phone or coming to my door. I used to try and be polite, thinking that, you know, they are just trying to do a job too, but I have ditched that ethos now in favour of being difficult, abrupt, direct, sarcastic and righteous.

Whats brought this on is that, last night, some dipshit came to the door. He was from Origin, our gas provider, and ran off a spiel that, because we had payed out bills on time, we were entitled to a free gift. Free electricity, or a magazine subscription. Ok, fair enough. First of all, Legs isn't home, and I tell this guy that I won't decide without consulting with her first (because I'm nice like that). This took ten minutes to explain to him, he kept trying to say "ok, so which one do you want" to which I would reply "I can't decide until Legs comes back". Eventually that message got through, and he said he'd come back in an hour.

So Legs comes home, and points out that Origin doesn't supply our electricity, so could we in fact only take the magazine subscription, as it seems unlikely that Origin will want to give money to AGL (our electricity provider). The dipshit comes back, and I tell him that we will probably have to take the magazines since we don't have electricity with them. He proceeds to pull out a pad and try to tell me about provider sources, prices and whatnot. I pull him up straight away and quiz him. "No, forget that. Its simple. You don't provide our electricity, AGL does. You won't pay out AGL bill will you? So give us the magazines". Another ten minutes of him pandering about, and eventually I manage to extract the tiny fact that, in order to get this 'special offer for paying our bills on time with Origin', they have to move our electricity over.

What the fuck! That was never mentioned, that was never part of the deal he outlined. Origin may have better prices than AGL, but I don't want to be tricked into moving services. But this happens all the time, shit like this, and I'm sick of it. Free offers that you have to pay for, nasty fine print like this. Its all bullshit, and if I was a slightly less balanced man, I would have punched that smirking dicksplash right in the face, then and there.

Venting over.

QOTD: I don't think there is one. If you looked at my mp3 collection or CD rack, I don't think anything in there would surprise anyone.

Yeah, we pretty much have a rule at our house: anyone who calls us up or (especially) comes to the door to tell us we need what they are selling is wrong. I used to tell the phone people "please put us on your no call list," but there is a certain satisfaction in just hanging up on them. We did sign up for the national no-call list, and it has helped a lot, but we still get some calls.

What irks me is sales people who call my cell phone. The _only_ people who have that number are my mom's Lifeline service, in case she's fallen and can't get up.

Charles (KA)

P.S. - Danny the evildoer dog went to a dog boarding facility today. We are enjoying being able to sit and watch TV without having our feet snapped at every ten minutes.

QotD: all sorts of weird stuff in my CD collection, not sure what would surprise people. It kinda surprises me that those two Jewel CDs haven't been taken out and burned yet, every time one of her songs comes up on the mp3 player I like her less.

Among people who know me in person, some might be surprised that I have almost no "Christian" music in my collection, other than Larry Norman and Amy Grant. Almost all the Christian music CDs I've bought have been donated to our church library... as a general rule, I've hated them all.

mkilly wrote:

jimtyrrell wrote:Roll Call: My coworkers are killing me today. They can't handle the simplest shit.

QotD: Anyone who reads the boards probably has seen me talk up Dead Kennedys before. Anyone who just listens to my music might be surprised to find that I'm a big fan.

I think Fresh Fruit is a way solid album.

When I first started Songfight, I was the odd man out when it came to punk... those days are of the past however.

Wow, would have never guessed you two would even know of Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables let alone actually listen to it...with the bonus of genuinely liking it.

qotd: I used to play classical piano. Fairly well, even. I entered into regional piano competitions and didn't do too terribly. Then I discovered how much fun jazz was to play. Then I kind of stopped playing piano altogether.

drc: at home i been playing a lot of tf2, and at work i been working on optimizing memory use in our app. fiddly memory optimizations are annoying to do. Especially since the most effective memory optimizations come at a pretty big speed cost (for example, switching from a map<a,b> to a vector<pair<a,b>> - it pretty much cuts memory usage by half, but it also turns O(lg n) operations into O(n) and also makes you lose out on iterator stability).

drë wrote: ADD’s “across the dusty plains”
I was so freaking blown away, it sounded so fresh and indi, it was hard to believe it was just 1 guy in his apartment.

'scuse me. all that slack fuck did on that song was sing it. and write it. and play guitars. the important parts were all me.

fluffy wrote:fiddly memory optimizations are annoying to do. Especially since the most effective memory optimizations come at a pretty big speed cost (for example, switching from a map<a,b> to a vector<pair<a,b>> - it pretty much cuts memory usage by half, but it also turns O(lg n) operations into O(n) and also makes you lose out on iterator stability).

heh, we're always concentrating on optimizing the speed, and forget the memory! (my little joke there)
-bill

blue wrote:

drë wrote: ADD’s “across the dusty plains”
I was so freaking blown away, it sounded so fresh and indi, it was hard to believe it was just 1 guy in his apartment.

'scuse me. all that slack fuck did on that song was sing it. and write it. and play guitars. the important parts were all me.

A great example on how to catch a troll: exempt them from a song they worked on.
Yes the drumming on that song was bad ass too.