Me: "People keep pestering me with phone calls"
telemarketer: "Well then...fuck off"
I do a half laugh and hang up.
Wow. I've just been totally burned by a telemarketer. And I wasn't even crude, rude or offensive. To my mind anyway. The only reason I'd answered is because I'd been getting non-stop calls from them ALL DAY.
The entire conversation consisted of those very three sentences.
Apparently I'm The Straw.
Is this my hidden secret power - to push people over the edge with seemingly innocuous conversation?
It's happened before: I occasionally toss off a comment or sentence that elicits a reaction so far beyond what one would expect that I'm beginning to finally understand (at my late stage in life) there is something innately provacative in how I communicate sometimes.*
I really work towords that in visual art. It's a challenge, really. Not easy either since I like to convey my ideas in visually appealling ways. I think there's a subversive and compelling strength in that.
Getting countless calls, then that response initially made me feel just a little bit violated - but now...now?!...I'm feeling empowered!!
Oh yeah, Baby - You talkin' to............The Straw!!
*The Husband would attest to that!
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