Telemarketer Refugee Camp

I just had surgery the other day and was not in the mood to assist the telemarketer populace with conversion to humanity. When the girl asked for Mr. Keeme I told her I was that guy.

TM "How are you doing today sir?" With chipmunk-like enthusiasm

Me "Doing OK except for losing my job today and finding out I have no insurance to pay for my much needed transplant and owing back payments on the 'Enhancement' operation if you know what I mean"

TM "OH! I am so sorry"

Me "Ya, what are ya gonna do, that's the way the ball bounces"

TM "OK, well have a nice day"

Me "um, how can I do that? Did you hear what I said happened?"

TM "I am so sorry I bothered you"

Me "No please don't go, after my wife left the other day I kind of need a friend and being she left with the only one I had left"

TM "um"

Me "Ya I hear ya"

TM "OK Bye"

Me "Ya, it would never have worked out"

*Dial-tone*

I love being me