Trisha's Air Filtration System

During the Spring/Summer/Fall of 2002 I was out of work. Not only out of work, but living in an apartment far from most of the people I know. Now living alone in this environment has its advantages such as being able to play Diablo 2 non-stop from sunrise to sunrise without interruption, on the other hand, the social meter drops to an unacceptable level from time to time.

It was during this low spot that I got the following call from Trisha. She was a telemarketer trying to sell me air filters. She sounded like she was 13 and ready for round in Jimbob's phone factory.

*ring*
Jimbob: Hello?
Trisha: Hi, I'm Trisha with so and so company, how are you doing today?
Jimbob: My nova sorc just hit level 74 and killed Baal in Nightmare. I'm ready for the next phase of fun over here. Whatcha got for me Trish?
Trisha: *laughs albeit a bit forced* Well, I have a NEW line of air filters that might interest you.
Jimbob: AIR FILTERS?! Tell me everything! Leave nothing unspoken!

Trisha at this point launches her pre defined advertisement for her air filters. I remember that they were meant for large scale air filteration in a large building. In my apartment, it would probably clean the household air several times per second. However, this went in a direction that before or since, I've never seen happen.

Trisha: .... Anyways, would you like to have a representitive come to your home and show you our unit?

This interested me a bit. Somebody is going to bring this big air filter HERE?

Jimbob: Excellant presentation Trish, A+. Did you say you wanted to come to the house here?
Trisha: We would like the chance to meet you in person and demonstrate the unit. For partitipating you will get a free gas stove or some other think you won't remember by 2005 because it didn't interest you right now. What would be a good time and which prize would you like?
Jimbob: Well, I suppose 1pm and bring the gas stove.
Trisha: Excellant, we'll have somebody there at 1pm!
Jimbob: Bye Trish, thanks for the memories.
Trisha: Have a nice day, goodbye.

One might think me crazy for inviting a complete stranger to the house to discuss air filters. I figured if the person looked crazy, I wouldn't buzz them in just call them a n00b and send them packing. On the upside, I would get a free gas stove. A win win I thought. The next day, My sorc hit level 75, I ate some speghetti O's (with meatballs) I probably played with my cat a bit, but one thing I didn't do was have any visitors.

When you have the same routine every single day, you tend to want SOME variety. Not getting the possibility of calling somebody an idiot for driving out, or getting my gas stove was unacceptable. The following day I checked the caller ID and dialed the number Trisha left behind.

Somebody else: So and So company how are you today?
Jimbob: Trisha please?
Somebody else: Just a moment.



Trisha: Hello?
Jimbob: Hey Trish, remember me?
Trisha: um... who is this?
Jimbob: I think you know.. What the hell happened yesturday? Your boy didn't show.
Trisha: What are you talking about?
Jimbob: I want my stove Trish, you tease.
Trisha: Oh.. wait.. I get it now.
Jimbob: Lucky you, NOW WHERE'S MY STOVE TRISH!
Trisha: one moment.

I am transferred at this point to a supervisor that on the surface tells me he's sorry it didn't work out, but on the other hand can no longer risk sending one of his people to my house. I didn't get a stove, just this story. Which lasted a lot longer and probably works better.