Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Dear MCI
Inspired by my wife’s post a couple before this one, I thought I would write a more directed phone ire missive.
MCI, you keep calling my office. Every day. Sometimes several times. My caller ID says so, you know.
I’ve been bad, ignoring the calls. I know you really want to pry me away from my beloved Verizon plan. Couldn’t you leave me a voicemail saying that’s why you are calling? Couldn’t you get the impression nobody wants to talk about your offer and give it a rest? I don’t, and you should.
Ah, but today I decided to be different, perhaps put an end to the torment of at least 50% of the incoming calls to the office being from MCI, just dying for me to answer so the pitch can be set forth. I picked it up today. I answered, pleasantly, and waited for the salesperson to start. Then I said “hello? hello!” and finally something ruder when nobody was on the line.
Hanging up, I did a sanity check. Was the caller really MCI, or was the caller someone else? Used the call log and dialed 1-713-331-0146 and, sure enough, it was MCI, offering to place me in automated phone call routing purgatory. Having learned what I needed to know, I hung up.
A little while later, for the fourth time today, MCI called again! This has to stop. MCI, I have two words for you: Fuck off.
Thank you.