There's a lady who I spoke to earlier on the phone, but I have met in person before, and she did not give me the info I requested. And this southern thing that goes "Here's the info you asked for, not all of it, but enough that you'll hopefully go away. And I'm going to say it a really nice tone so you don't notice that I'm not near as helpful as I sound. Oh, and when we hang up I will complain about you and how pushy you were and how much info you wanted..."
Yeah, I'm about done with that crap. To me, the lady that pulls that with me may as well be this woman:
I'm no northern guy (read: aggressive and forceful), on the contrary, I have always relied on the kindness of strangers, and I've always found that being unassuming and relaxed makes it a whole lot easier for people to want to help you. But when I hear that lilting voice talking beyond me in the hopes of me going somewhere else, it angers my blood. Now, there's a hitch in my argument against this type of conversation: I like hot chicks. I've always said that "A vote for me is a Vote for Hot Chicks" and when I see an attractive women I tend to give her a little (a lot) more leeway, even with the condescending tone. I
(old school hotties)
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