The phone rings. The woman on the line wants to speak to Mr. Estrin or Mrs. Estrin.
I consider explaining that my wife decided to keep her name, but it doesn’t matter; the telemarketer continues.
“Mr. Estrin,” she says. “I’m just calling to see if we can offer you any services, any services at all.”
“Can you be more specific?”
“Sorry, I mean contracting services.”
“Contracting?”
“Yes, like home contractors, you know what I mean?”
“Not really. I don’t even know who you are.”
“Oh. I forgot to say, I’m calling from Home Depot.”
“I’ve heard of Home Depot!”
“That’s great!”
“But I don’t need a contractor.”
“But we have a lot of services to offer.”
“Ok, but I’m the do-not-call list, so I don’t really care.”
“Oh… I guess I better go.”