I never have. But I might be very tempted to get as much information as possible, and then refer it to the local police as impersonating an officer.
Most likely it was one of your friends, gave them your name. Every year they do the same thing around here. It raises allot of money, and most the people here just play along. It's a good cause.
Yeah, it was a nightmare when I lived in a larger town. All you do is ask people for pledges.
Conventional wisdom where I worked was that "expendable" people were the only ones who got "locked up". If you were allowed to get locked up, you needed to look for a job.
The MDA needs a new telemarketing plan.
I also heard there is a another scam going around. Someone calls and says there is a warrant out for your arrest because you didn't report for jury duty. They say you can clear it up if you give them your SSN.
an arresting...................... ping
No. Why on earth would this strike anyone as a good fundraising idea?
Well I had a idiot knock on my door at 6:30 this morning to tell me I had rabbits in my yard.
They try all sorts but like spam e-mail they must lower themselves to the level of the competition.
Our number is unlisted AND unpublished - big difference and the phone company doesn't want you to know about it lest they are unable to sell your info for thirty pieces of silver.
I give them a few choice words and hang up. If you are desperate enough to go into telemarketing, reconsider the alternatives. And no, I don't want to hear about opportunities/limitations for young people and seniors.
It is an 'industry' without merit, longevity or social utility. Organizations too lazy or cheap to raise funds without using the phone are not worth the time.
What ever happened to "Do you have Prince Albert in a can?"
I have often thought that was a very poor way to raise funds. I agree the practice needs to be dropped.
A warrant for my arrest?
Come and get me!
I've never had such a call and I wouldn't be very happy if I did.
this is the lockup
LOL! My first out loud laugh of the day!
Sounds so much like The Three Stooges lingo!
I was walking with my family once near Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco (pauses while expressions of sympathy subside). We crossed a small road-like driveway which leads into a parking lot, about 10 feet away from the legal crosswalk. Immediately, a man with a clipboard, and an official air about him, approached me and informed me that I was guilty of jaywalking, and that I would need to be issued a citation and pay a fine. Needless to say, I was shocked and taken aback, and for once in my life was at a complete loss for words.
I decided to ignore him and keep walking, and at that point he raised his voice to a commanding tone, telling me to stop, or not walk away, or something like that. Figuring that he was some sort of law enforcement officer, and with fear levels rising, I stopped and mumbled something to him. After a moment or two, he revealed to me that he was not a law enforcement officer, but instead was collecting financial donations for a charity (I can't remember which one). The basic idea was that I was supposed to be so grateful that I was not being ticketed/arrested for jaywalking, and would be so impressed with their clever fund-raising method, that I would happily donate to their charity.
I was oscillating between having a heart attack, and sputtering in blind fury, and as such could still not think of anything coherent to say to him. I finally just told him that I would not donate, and walked away with my family. As I was walking away, I noted that there were others in the same area dressed the same way (a bluish windbreaker, baseball cap, holding a clipboard), who were obviously engaging in the same activity. It was summer, and there were many tourists about, so I would imagine they were kept busy.
If I recall correctly, my family stopped nearby to watch some street performers. By that time, I had my wits collected about me a bit more. I think I returned to the area where the idiots were operating, and jaywalked a couple of times right in front of them, now FULLY prepared for a confrontation with one of them. However, they must have remembered that they had already approached me, so they all ignored me after that.
I spent the next hour or two of our shopping at Pier 39 so furious, and thinking of all the things that I SHOULD have said to that guy, that I was completely unable to enjoy myself (not that one SHOULD enjoy being in that cesspool they call San Francisco anyway!!).
I didn't think it was MD, but an organization used to 'jail' you and you needed to call friends to bail you out of jail. Do you remember who this was???? They actually had the police help with this. Of course you were given notice that this was going to happen. It's been years .............anyone remember?