You Say Telemarket, I Say Phone Bank
As much as I hate an interrupted dinner by way of odd political solicitation, inflicting the same solicitation is even less rewarding.
Within no fewer than 50 phone calls to Colorado, one of the few Western swing states, I actually talked to three voters. After announcing that I was a volunteer for Barack Obama’s “Campaign for Change” — that’s the script, like it or not — I got as far as “Campaign” before hearing a click, then a dial tone.
Of the rest, one man was already an Obama supporter, and the rest were either wrong numbers — some of those were more like “wrong numbers,” as in the times I asked if Sasha was home and Sasha said she wasn’t — or chose to let their answering machine take on the call.
We don’t leave messages in Colorado, and I think Coloradans know that.