We Know What You Need

Since mobile came into existence, people are really benefited as now the companies dealing in credit cards, personal loans, home loans, policies, ulip, mutual funds etc. can easily follow you and tell you what you need.

We get roughly around 10 calls a day wherein we are asked to purchase so and so policy, invest in so and so schemes, and apply for those marvelous credit cards. The whole world is at our feet! So considerate of these companies to take pain, convince us and make us aware of what we need!

On the other hand, what we do… many subscribe DND (Do not disturb) and lose all the life changing deals. Few like me play around these callers and make fun. 

Few days back I got a call, the lady said “Sir, do you need a personal loan? We have very good plan for you.” To which I replied “Thank god you called, today is my birthday and I forgot my wallet at home. Could you please lend me Rs 2000? I need to throw a small treat at office.

What really pisses me off is when they say that the plan is specifically tailored for me because what it sounds to me is that “you are the only one we got today to make fool out of.” Then they say that the call is being recorded, which means “We know we are harassing you but please don’t use flowery words.” 

The icing on the cake is when they say “No issues if you don’t want to buy but please listen to my offer.” As if I don’t have anything else to do. I know I write blog but that doesn’t mean that I have liberty of showering my time petals on your way and eventually, even if I listen to, I don’t want to shatter your confidence by repeating “no” again at the end. 

And if you still don't understand the meaning of “no” then I would encourage you to go and watch “Pink” for the definition.

Oh you want reference too! First tell me who the hell has given my reference to you!

The point is that if I need any such thing, I’ll contact you myself. You need not come out of the blue and enlighten me with the opportunities out there.

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