First, my thanks to the diligent individual who
shared this info. I have now 'opted-out' of all
spam-laden preferences. I Suggest that readers
consider doing as I do, and help to invalidate the data that Yahoo! sells, by going into the user information area and changing things like age, gender, income, occupation etc and change it OFTEN. Info is only as valuable as the data integrity allows. Fight SPAM, kick 'em where it hurts; Right in the Database.
The 'Hooked on Phonics Solution':
Learn to spell, Tard...
It's NOT "Aurthur Anderson "
It's just "AndersEn"
as in: http://www.andersen.com/...how about just using
'opensource freeware' and losing the
cheapshots?
Here it is, Boys and Girls, painfully obvious, but
as real as the Arizona Republic (e-newspaper)it appeared in. Opt- Out, while Ya can...
http://www.qwest.com/cpni/
Good Luck. Death to Spam.
There is some very very good advice posted here, so good in fact, that I can do little to best it. I can only add that you should do/not do what you will wish you had done/not done, Twenty years from
now.
Life is like this. I have been in the computer
biz longer than you've existed.
They will get thier way.
You will probably survive, and, if you're smart,
you'll learn from every bump and bruise.
Someday, it will be your turn.
Some nameless 19 year-old will wonder why you treat him like a kid.
Good Luck. Things will get better.
Eventually.
...Like many others, I'm a drone in a 24/7 TechSupport Hive, supporting a Large Chain of
west coast Hospitals. Like the rest of Christmas, it's about the money. I have a family,
I have a life, I have double-time-and-a-half pay coming.
Sweet.
Long Live Capitalism.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night !
It's simple (the best things often are)
It helps our Country, our Economy, it doesn't
support any Multi-National Borg Corporations,
One size *really does* fit all, the color is
Always right, and No one ever returns it.
Cash. American Green.
Can't go wrong.
Like Many in the Unwashed Masses, I too, was once a Telemarketer. Telemarketers are paid an hourly pittance, and a bonus based against the
number of sales made, deals closed, etc. Basically, like everywhere else, Time IS Money.
I jump with sardonic glee, when my caller ID announces a new candidate for the evening's entertainment. I simply engage them in conversation; witty, dull, bright, freindly,
affable,whatever, just talk like you've not spoken to another living human in years. If this
doesn't put them off within a few minutes, I'll often switch tactics(and Voices)and ask what they're wearing. Then ask what kind of underwear they're wearing. If they're still on the phone,
I ask if they'd Like To Know what I'm Wearing.
No one in 10 years of this has ever reached the point of me needing to describe my attire. The greatest Cardinal sin in TelemarketerLand is to Hang up First.
The offended Agent will mark your name in the
database as a(potentially psychotic and perverted)
Nutcase, and Do Not Call.
Never Fails. Cheap Enetertainment, and it helps to thin the ranks of those who would call.
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First, my thanks to the diligent individual who shared this info. I have now 'opted-out' of all spam-laden preferences. I Suggest that readers consider doing as I do, and help to invalidate the data that Yahoo! sells, by going into the user information area and changing things like age, gender, income, occupation etc and change it OFTEN. Info is only as valuable as the data integrity allows. Fight SPAM, kick 'em where it hurts; Right in the Database.
The 'Hooked on Phonics Solution': Learn to spell, Tard... It's NOT "Aurthur Anderson " It's just "AndersEn" as in: http://www.andersen.com/ ...how about just using
'opensource freeware' and losing the
cheapshots?
Get Bent, Fool. Pissing off thousands of *paying* computer geeks isn't just a bad idea, it's bad business.
Here it is, Boys and Girls, painfully obvious, but as real as the Arizona Republic (e-newspaper)it appeared in. Opt- Out, while Ya can... http://www.qwest.com/cpni/ Good Luck. Death to Spam.
There is some very very good advice posted here, so good in fact, that I can do little to best it. I can only add that you should do/not do what you will wish you had done/not done, Twenty years from now. Life is like this. I have been in the computer biz longer than you've existed. They will get thier way. You will probably survive, and, if you're smart, you'll learn from every bump and bruise. Someday, it will be your turn. Some nameless 19 year-old will wonder why you treat him like a kid. Good Luck. Things will get better. Eventually.
It's simple (the best things often are) It helps our Country, our Economy, it doesn't support any Multi-National Borg Corporations, One size *really does* fit all, the color is Always right, and No one ever returns it. Cash. American Green. Can't go wrong.
Like Many in the Unwashed Masses, I too, was once a Telemarketer. Telemarketers are paid an hourly pittance, and a bonus based against the number of sales made, deals closed, etc. Basically, like everywhere else, Time IS Money. I jump with sardonic glee, when my caller ID announces a new candidate for the evening's entertainment. I simply engage them in conversation; witty, dull, bright, freindly, affable,whatever, just talk like you've not spoken to another living human in years. If this doesn't put them off within a few minutes, I'll often switch tactics(and Voices)and ask what they're wearing. Then ask what kind of underwear they're wearing. If they're still on the phone, I ask if they'd Like To Know what I'm Wearing. No one in 10 years of this has ever reached the point of me needing to describe my attire. The greatest Cardinal sin in TelemarketerLand is to Hang up First. The offended Agent will mark your name in the database as a(potentially psychotic and perverted) Nutcase, and Do Not Call. Never Fails. Cheap Enetertainment, and it helps to thin the ranks of those who would call.