This week, I got two phone calls from telemarketers of this cash loans firm.

Day 1:

Male telemarketer: Hello, is this Mr. Arbert (sic) Bernardo?

Me: (oh no, not again). Yeah, speaking.

MT: Hi, sir, this is *name of telermarketer* for *name of company*. You have pre-qualified for a cash loan…

Me: Sorry, not interested.

MT: But why, sir?

Me: I don’t have a need for a loan.

MT: OK, thanks sir.

At least the guy surrendered easily and with grace.

The next day:

Female Telemarketer: Hello, is this Mr. Arbert Bernardo?

Me: (again?) Yeah.

FT: Sir, this is *name of telemarketer* from *name of company (same as yesterday)*. Please be informed that you have pre-qualified for a cash loan.

Me: Sorry, not interested.

FT: But why, sir?

Me: I don’t have a need for such a loan.

FT: Don’t you have any credit card bills to pay, sir?

Me: None, of course (though I have one, but it is on an installment basis).

FT: Can you recommend anyone sir? (This girl’s tenacity is annoying)

Me: Uh, no.

FT: If so sir, here’s my number *gives the number*.

Me: Ok.

FT: Thank you, sir. Bye.

The number’s forgotten, of course.