Wall of Mouths

http://www.tpsonline.org.uk/tps/

I am already registered with the Telephone Preference Service to say I dont want to receive marketing calls. I thought it was illegal for these people to call once you have done this.

My dad used to sound interested until they started doing their sales pitch and then just put the handset down and walk away and leave them talking… they just dont get the message though :(

Some Swedish guy phoned a few weeks ago, asking for my brother. My brother hasn’t lived here for about 5 years, I told him this then gave him my brother’s home number, then he asked if I was the home owner and I said yes. I’m not, but I figured it was a telesales thing, so I lied :D

Anyway, it went something like this…
“Are you the homeowner?”
“Yes,”
“Do you have a mortgage?”
“…Yes.”
“How much do you pay?”
“I’m not saying.”
“…Why not?”
“I don’t discuss these things over the phone.”
“But we could give you a better mortgage.”
“…”
“Are you interested?”
“No.”

At this point, he went into the slaes pitch. I hung up the phone, counted to 10 then picked up the receiver to call my brother. This guy was still talking on the other end. I hung up again, waited a minute, then picked up. He’d finally hung up, so I called my brother and told him what had happened, but he never had a call from them.

whilst i was looking for advise on the net - I stumbled across a forum post where one guy said something along the lines of:

“when they phone I go quiet, then tell them I am touching myself… they dont phone back”

:D

:D

“Tell me more…”

Just talk in an East London accent - I watched a program about the HSBC call centre in India and they were all forced to watch Eastenders as part of their training.

Wonder if they get the rhyming slang?

“…excuse me sir? what is a tommy tank?”

Misanthropologist wrote:

You could try just repeating everything they say back at them as a question…

“You could try just repeating everything they say back at them as a _question_?”

Ooooh, I hate that! Good thinking.

:D
It’s not even that complicated, really, is it? It’s not as if you laid a cunning trap for her or anything. :)

A mere Quizmaster, Gav. Remember it. Don’t go getting ideas above your (quizmaster’s) station.

You see, Sarah? You see? I told you he wasn’t ready for the responsibility. I told you he was unprepared for his sacred duty.. I told you he should have gone on a week long work-experience placement first. I told you, and now all hell is unleashed! A carpet?!? A carpet?!? where will it end?

As another telesales idea, how about if when they call up and tell you what their product can do, you tell them you have or know where to get one that’s twice as good. Refuse to go into details.

‘A hundred times better? I expect nothing less than two hundred times better! Can you promise me _that_? See, I can get a hundred and fifty times better already. never you mind where… and at half the price you’re asking.’

Or try to sell them something back…

“Good afternoon sir, I’m calling on behalf of Orange phones, can I offer you…”

“Wanna rent my timeshare in Marbella?”

I did telesales for a while when I was travelling in Australia. The majority of telesales people don’t give a shit, they’re well aware of what a shitty job it is. There are, however, always the odd one who takes it really seriously. The ambitious sort, who really want that supervisors job. They want the chair beside the computerised dialler. Sad little people.

We used to play dares to alleviate the boredom. One person had to nominate a word or phrase that had to be used the next call. There was one girl who could get away with anything. On many an occasion she would start a call with “hello sailor, I’m calling from…” . A legend within telesales circles.

They are fucking annoying bastards though!

McKekS wrote:

give some respect to the people. it’s their job and they have to do it.

…and so do traffic wardens and the sort, but I still fucking hate them.

If you have to get a job in europe - dont do this one :D

deadsetgav wrote:

…and so do traffic wardens and the sort, but I still fucking hate them.

don’t mix it up! there are legal jobs and there are illigal jobs

I hate it when they do it here. It’s usually in Dutch and I panic and never know what they are on about and get my flatmate and he has to tell me it was only the tele-sales people AGAIN. I usually end up crying and need my blanky.
I hope someday they will stop. I can’t take this kind of stress anymore.