Phone Tag Is a Lousy Game
On Saturday morning my father fielded a phone call for me from one of the Yellow Page directory companies. As I personally am not listed in any phone books (from living with Dad and Mom, of course), I realized that the only way they would know to call me was the fact I'd left a business card in their raffle pot back on Thursday.
So I thought I had won the raffle prize.
Tried to call back on Saturday, got the answering machine. Told the answering machine (twice) that I would call back today.
They called back this morning. All they wanted was for me to take out an advert with them.
Which is an insane idea. I'm a freelance researcher--which is a very nice and upscale way of saying I'm unemployed.
I've never known any freelance writer with the delusion that advertising in the Yellow Pages would be a good thing. If the general public knows a writer's phone number, that writer would get more crank calls and time-wasters than business. Writers get their business from self-solicitation and networking.
I'm really disappointed that I didn't win the raffle. That prize would have been my brother's birthday present. :( I hate making promises to myself that wind up being impossibly difficult to keep.
FP
PS: Producers Are Money-Grubbing Scum.
So I thought I had won the raffle prize.
Tried to call back on Saturday, got the answering machine. Told the answering machine (twice) that I would call back today.
They called back this morning. All they wanted was for me to take out an advert with them.
Which is an insane idea. I'm a freelance researcher--which is a very nice and upscale way of saying I'm unemployed.
I've never known any freelance writer with the delusion that advertising in the Yellow Pages would be a good thing. If the general public knows a writer's phone number, that writer would get more crank calls and time-wasters than business. Writers get their business from self-solicitation and networking.
I'm really disappointed that I didn't win the raffle. That prize would have been my brother's birthday present. :( I hate making promises to myself that wind up being impossibly difficult to keep.
FP
PS: Producers Are Money-Grubbing Scum.