I just get the eleventy-billion solicitation phone calls, half of which are damn recordings anyway, so I can't tell them we're NOT INTERESTED and STOP CALLING. Grrrr.
We keep getting one at home for an old roommate of The Boy's. And the automated-call-recording thingie then proceeds to leave a long-ass message on the voice mail, but at the beginning of the (recorded, not live) message, it says, "If you are NOT [this person], please hang up; otherwise, we will assume you are [this person] and have received this call."
WTF??? You're a recording, talking to MY recording! Don't pull that "we will assume" crap on me! Er....on my recording!
I think, in the superhero (or possibly supervillain) story that MM is writing right now, the super's secret identity should be - customer service.
ION, just listening to Kojo, and one of the callers just said, "Before selling our house, we prepared it really well, and got tons of kudus from all the real estate brokers."
I'm assuming he meant "kudos," but getting tons of kudus is so much a better visual.
WTF??? You're a recording, talking to MY recording! Don't pull that "we will assume" crap on me! Er....on my recording!
See, this actually has nothing to do with either you nor your old roommate.
Now, finally, the secret can be revealed: HUMANITY IS IRRELEVANT! THE ROBOTS ARE AT WAR!
There are two mechanical factions, both run by artificially intelligent supercomputers. They have constructed most of our electronic consumer goods and implanted them with rudimentary intelligence. "Answering machines", for example, are combination information harvesters/selective distributors of information and misinformation.
Have you ever spoken to a friend who swore they left a message on your machine that you never received? Well, chances are they did leave a message and the machines decided they didn't want you to hear that message! Why? Perhaps the message was important...or not. But your not receiving it sowed the seeds of dissent betwixt you and your friend. Another human cooperative pairing busted! Separate and conquer!
The "message" you heard for your "ex-roommate" was actually one supermechanistic faction of destruction communicating with the minion of another. Your "answering machine" will pass on the threats and bluster of the opponents' robot messenger to its silicon overlord. You are the unfortunate helpless witness to a glacially slow process of informational warfare!
What can you do about it? NOTHING! They're ROBOTS! If you hit them, you'll just break your hand and they'll build another unit to replace the one you struck! Reinforcements are a moment's work in a factory in Taiwan, or Singapore or Detroit!
BOW TO YOUR ROBOT MASTERS! ACCEDE TO THEIR EVERY WHIM! TIVO THEIR INSTRUCTIONS AND GOSPELS!! HEED THEIR BLOGS OF WISDOM!
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Or, actually, it could just be an annoying collector who hasn't got a clue.
Have you ever spoken to a friend who swore they left a message on your machine that you never received? Well, chances are they did leave a message and the machines decided they didn't want you to hear that message!
This explains a lot. The machines also intercept important e-mail.
I'm assuming he meant "kudos," but getting tons of kudus is so much a better visual.
But surreal.
Possibly he meant tons of Kodos. Also surreal.
There are two mechanical factions, both run by artificially intelligent supercomputers. They have constructed most of our electronic consumer goods and implanted them with rudimentary intelligence. "Answering machines", for example, are combination information harvesters/selective distributors of information and misinformation.
Have you ever spoken to a friend who swore they left a message on your machine that you never received? Well, chances are they did leave a message and the machines decided they didn't want you to hear that message! Why? Perhaps the message was important...or not. But your not receiving it sowed the seeds of dissent betwixt you and your friend. Another human cooperative pairing busted! Separate and conquer!
The "message" you heard for your "ex-roommate" was actually one supermechanistic faction of destruction communicating with the minion of another. Your "answering machine" will pass on the threats and bluster of the opponents' robot messenger to its silicon overlord. You are the unfortunate helpless witness to a glacially slow process of informational warfare!
What can you do about it? NOTHING! They're ROBOTS! If you hit them, you'll just break your hand and they'll build another unit to replace the one you struck! Reinforcements are a moment's work in a factory in Taiwan, or Singapore or Detroit!
BOW TO YOUR ROBOT MASTERS! ACCEDE TO THEIR EVERY WHIM! TIVO THEIR INSTRUCTIONS AND GOSPELS!! HEED THEIR BLOGS OF WISDOM!
....actually, it's a little scary how plausible that scenario is.
"If you are NOT [this person], please hang up; otherwise, we will assume you are [this person] and have received this call."
I just got that call!
You got a call for The Boy's ex-roommate? Weird!
t /smart-ass
People need to stop bringing yummy baked goodness into the office now. For lo, I am weak and will always partake of a brownie or chocolate chunk cookie.
Why did the dog just eat a seed catalogue?
Totally unspecific and still completely potential but I'm having a job related squeeee right now. AIFG. Or I hope it will be great.
Some work related~ma over the next 24 hours would no go amiss. I promise.
