I got one of those annoying phone calls from an obnoxious telemarketer excitely telling me I had WON. He told me to grab a pen and I dutifully pretended to. Then he blathered on and on about my prizes while I filed my nails.  Finally.. the rub. I had to come (with my husband) to claim my prize and sit through a quick demonstration.  Now normally I cut these jokers off at the pass but I let this kid go through the whole spiel. And then I said “Oh next week? I won’t be able to make it. I’ll be receiving cancer treatments.  The week after? Sorry, I’ll probably be too sick”.  Awkward silence.  “Matt? are you still there?”   click.

I’m easily amused these days.