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[AtomicEraTom]

Sounds like what I look like when I wake up. I sure as heck ain't no ray of sunshine haha.

I look like hell in the morning. Left over pomade bedhead, five o clock shadow, eye boogers and that voice that sounds like I've been chewing Lucky's with Bogart all night. The kinda thing the villagers chase down the cobblestone road with torches and pitchforks.

They've been calling me Sir since I was about 15 or 16 and always mistake me for my father on the phone...

Yep, the first Sir/Ma'am stings a lot worse.

 

[LoveMyHats2]

Good News: They finally stopped carding you
Bad News: They finally stopped carding you




:rofl: :thumb:

In a not too proud moment of my life I worked as a telemarketer (over 20 years ago). One evening I thought I made a sale but then the verifier came and crossed it out because it turned out that I was talking to an eleven-year-old kid who had a deep voice. This kid sounded like he was thirty!

Oh I had to laugh when reading this...haha I know what you must have went through being a telemarketer...tough job. I am very cruel to them if they call after I have already said no to their offer, and if I still continue to be "bugged" by the same outfit....oh lord, I can tell you, I make them run for an hour explaining things over and over and over...I find creative ways for them to have to tell me it again, what is it that you are selling? Where are you from? Any dogs at home? How much is it what you sell, and do you know it really works? Anyone where you work ever lie to make a sale? Then right back, what was the name of your product again? How much is it? Normally they get so "miffed", they hang up and then I don't hear from them again.

 

[LoveMyHats2]

Sounds like what I look like when I wake up. I sure as heck ain't no ray of sunshine haha.



They've been calling me Sir since I was about 15 or 16 and always mistake me for my father on the phone...

Well young man, I will call you sir, even if you are not 15 any more!

 

[rue]

Sounds like what I look like when I wake up. I sure as heck ain't no ray of sunshine haha.

Oh pshaw! I'll bet you're cute as a button little brother

 

[Pompidou]

Sir is a title I neither give nor take. I use the most informal address available to me at all times - everyone is on a first name basis with me till they say otherwise. Once they say otherwise, I don't use any specific address at all, if I can help it. IE: I might say, "Hey Tom," and if the reply was, "That's Mister Nakielski to you," the next time we chatted, I'd just say, "Hey,". Eye contact pretty much negates any need to say who you're talking to anyway.

 

[AtomicEraTom]

I've never been one who was formal on titles. You can call me whatever you want, just don't call me late for dinner! Some of the ladies call me 'Hey you behind the bushes!' lol lol lol lol

Well young man, I will call you sir, even if you are not 15 any more!

You have to say that

Oh pshaw! I'll bet you're cute as a button little brother

I used Sir to address folks when I was working in retail, to be respectful. I do not expect it, don't feel as I deserve it, either. I think folks just guess me for older than what I am. I usually go with the 'hey' with eye-contact myself. I'm God-awful with names. Even if I KNOW I've got the name right, I am afraid I don't.

Sir is a title I neither give nor take. I use the most informal address available to me at all times - everyone is on a first name basis with me till they say otherwise. Once they say otherwise, I don't use any specific address at all, if I can help it. IE: I might say, "Hey Tom," and if the reply was, "That's Mister Nakielski to you," the next time we chatted, I'd just say, "Hey,". Eye contact pretty much negates any need to say who you're talking to anyway.

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

Oh I had to laugh when reading this...haha I know what you must have went through being a telemarketer...tough job. I am very cruel to them if they call after I have already said no to their offer, and if I still continue to be "bugged" by the same outfit....oh lord, I can tell you, I make them run for an hour explaining things over and over and over...I find creative ways for them to have to tell me it again, what is it that you are selling? Where are you from? Any dogs at home? How much is it what you sell, and do you know it really works? Anyone where you work ever lie to make a sale? Then right back, what was the name of your product again? How much is it? Normally they get so "miffed", they hang up and then I don't hear from them again.

Back in the telemarketer days I remember one co-worker who would call up the people and spend 15-20 minutes (or more) just chit-chatting about sports, the weather or what-have-you. But dammit, this guy almost always made a sale.

 

[LoveMyHats2]

Sir is a title I neither give nor take. I use the most informal address available to me at all times - everyone is on a first name basis with me till they say otherwise. Once they say otherwise, I don't use any specific address at all, if I can help it. IE: I might say, "Hey Tom," and if the reply was, "That's Mister Nakielski to you," the next time we chatted, I'd just say, "Hey,". Eye contact pretty much negates any need to say who you're talking to anyway.

I smile with reading this, and I can tell you, really, I could call you Sir in meeting you, first time or after thousands of times, and with the smile and "tone" of how I would be using it, you would only smile right back and know it was just part of how I am in seeing someone and saying hello!

I have a good sense of what is acceptable to others. I add that to a careful mood, and find it easy to smile. And if I know someone, they will not be offended even if I were to say, "And so now, Mr. Bigalow, how has your day gone"?, when that person may be Donald Smith, no connection to "Bigalow" and no disrespect intended. More than not, it only raises a smile and a knowledge by that person, that I like them enough to share a laugh and get on with the conversation.

 

[LoveMyHats2]

Back in the telemarketer days I remember one co-worker who would call up the people and spend 15-20 minutes (or more) just chit-chatting about sports, the weather or what-have-you. But dammit, this guy almost always made a sale.

Vacuums, or was it books you were selling?

 

[Flipped Lid]

When I got the first "excuse me, sir" from a young lady in a club, I knew it was time for me to grow up and stop hanging out in clubs. That seems like a long time ago now. I was probably in my early forties when it happened. I'm used to it now at age fifty-six.

 

[Tomasso]

Sir is a title I neither give nor take. I use the most informal address available to me at all times - everyone is on a first name basis with me till they say otherwise. Once they say otherwise, I don't use any specific address at all, if I can help it. .

This can really hurt you in business and formal social situations when dealing with older and/or more conservative people. It can ruin a relationship before it even has a chance. You may want to rethink your style.

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

Vacuums, or was it books you were selling?

Newspaper subscriptions

 

[HoosierDaddy]

This can really hurt you in business and formal social situations when dealing with older and/or more conservative people. It can ruin a relationship before it even has a chance. You may want to rethink your style.

I learned that at an early age. I do think that at first it was actually a title of great respect for elders within my family. Now since I am retired..and an elder..I probably use it more sparingly..but not just reserved for my elders.

 

[LoveMyHats2]

Newspaper subscriptions

I sort of guessed it, close.....hahah!

 

[LoveMyHats2]

When I got the first "excuse me, sir" from a young lady in a club, I knew it was time for me to grow up and stop hanging out in clubs. That seems like a long time ago now. I was probably in my early forties when it happened. I'm used to it now at age fifty-six.

I know what you mean! oh by the way, I made the potato soup per your formula, and loved it! Thanks!

 

[rue]

You have to say that

Nope... not at all, but I know you'd have to be

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

When I got the first "excuse me, sir" from a young lady in a club, I knew it was time for me to grow up and stop hanging out in clubs. That seems like a long time ago now. I was probably in my early forties when it happened. I'm used to it now at age fifty-six.

You know you're getting old when you start having impure thoughts about your doctor. For the first thirty-five years of my life doctors were gruff, old men. Now obviously things have changed.

 

[LoveMyHats2]

Nope... not at all, but I know you'd have to be

As the late Paul Harvey would say, "now for the rest of the story"....lol!

 

[rue]

aw it's nothing (brother sister thing), but those big cheeks tell me that he'd look sweeter than a baby

 

[AtomicEraTom]

Surely, you jest!

Nope... not at all, but I know you'd have to be