I just had the weirdest experience with a telemarketer - ever.
The ring interrupted my nightly workout and I was racing around trying to find the phone. (The great thing about portable phones and 3 levels is that you can guarrantee you'll always be on the furthest floor from them...and even though we have 2 - they will always be right beside eachother.)
Anyways - needless to say I was breathless answering the phone. Upon hearing them ask for Mrs. Forsyth (maiden name) I tune out and look for the first second to interrupt and say I'm not interested. I'm sorry, to all the telemarketers out there - but you're like nails on a chalkboard to me.
"Not right now, thank you" I say shortly
"Alright, thank you for your time" I was just about to hang up when he asked
"Are you alright ma'am? You sound out of breath."
"I'm fine, I'm just in the middle of something - and I couldn't find the phone."
(chuckle) "Sorry to interrupt...um...whatever you were doing. I know these phone calls can ruin the mood" click.
I should listen more carefully next time to who these companies are that are calling -- I'm sure they'd love to know that their employees are commenting on people's sex lives!
...and for the record; I was working out.