So this morning my phone rings. I answer it and I hear that momentary, silent pause that tells you a telemarketer is on the line. First a little backstory. About a year ago I had an eye exam and bought new glasses at a certain national-chain eyeglasses store. I don’t want to disclose the name, but it rhymes with HensCrafters.
Telemarketer: “Hello I’m calling from HensCrafters to remind you of your eye exam appointment.”
Me: “I’m sorry, I do not believe I have an eye appointment scheduled at HensCrafters.”
