So you need some background on this one: about 2 years ago my company had an employee discount on Carnegie Hall tickets, and there was a chamber music festival going on, and I thought it would be nice to take Mrs. LNU out for a night. Dinner and chamber music. Romantic, right? Never been to Carnegie Hall before or since.
So today I got a call on my cell phone—my cell phone, mind you—from a Carnegie Hall salesman saying that since I was “a preferred patron” of Carnegie Hall, he’d like to sell me on this season. He went on and on about how I was a “preferred patron.”
I was like, “dude, I went there once. Two years ago.” He was all “we have a lot of great seats, what would you like to hear? I have the Australian Chamber Music whatever with whoever conducting.” I wanted to yell at him, “Dude! I went there ONCE! Two years ago! And now you’re calling me on my CELL! How the hell did you even get this number??”
What I actually said was “I don’t think we’d be interested. But thanks for the offer.”
I’m such a telesales wuss.