To simpler times

I do miss the days of the "Do Not Call List".   Nothing was better than coming home from work, having dinner with the family and enjoying a brandy by the fire without interruptions from telemarketers eliciting donations to the Firemen's Fund or Cancer Society.

And so when I received a call from a banker selling mortgage insurance, I decided against not answering, hanging up or arguing.  I just told him, "Can you please hold on for a moment?".   I then took the phone and placed it on the table next to where my ten year old son was practicing the saxophone.

Then, I went back to my brandy.       

-LB