There used to be some BT or Offcom thing whereby you could opt out of that sort of shite but its all fallen by the wayside since the collapse of socialism in the former soviet union. Now you have highly trained computer specialists who bypass the systems using the social networks and sell on details to the "marketing" companies. Nothing illegal in what the "hackers" are doing, they will all look like top models, be sort of lesbian and take up the CCMB if you ask nicely. The marketing wankers, however, are lower than a bankers sole (sole of feet, not racist in any way for the hard of thinking), total scum, would stick a blue thong on a 67 year old former tart if it served their purposes. Business plan this, business plan that, oooo I can't bend over to be shagged up the arse if you don't have a business plan, it is most important. I assume that's the reason for all the moaning (sic) from the marketing fraternity, they bend over and get shagged by some successful person who has no doubt hired in a homosexual to do the deed as it were.
Anyway, now I've got that off my chest, marketing my arse, cunts the lot of them, back to aj's dilemma.
When I was first confronted by odd phone calls during the day I shot the phone with a twelve bore, won't do that again, bloody police confiscated it and revoked my firearms licence making it a tad difficult to utilise the same principle in the current climate. Bloody modern day technology, mobile phones and shit but I digress. Would be like a clay pigeon shoot though
I did stop the calls by being ever so polite and very, very interested, was a double glazing window type company, didn't take more than two or three nano seconds to work it that is was Marketing bastards doing their evil work (yes I am a marketingist and proud). I asked lots of questions about the quality of the product, the installation, gurantees, etc, etc. more or less agreed a price when it came to the money shot.
By this stage, the marketer would have been dreaming of having some hot food in his belly and possibly sleeping in a hostel bed that evening until I wiped out his dreams with one little phrase.
"Credit Black list" if you can loan me the money to buy I'll buy.