@Cynthia's Blog

I think, along with brunch and naps, tapas will be mandatory when I rule the world.

Monday, July 26, 2004

Is This Progress?  I just got my first call from a telemarketer in Spanish.  How do I know it was a telemarketer?  The cheery "Buenas noches," enounced in a rather generic, high-school-AP-Spanish-class hispanic accent, for one.  I said, "I think you've got the wrong number, I don't speak Spanish."  (Well, I don't speak it well enough to amuse myself by messing with your head and interrupting your scripted spiel with stupid questions.)  Thirty seconds later, the phone rang again.  I didn't pick up.  The caller didn't leave a message.