telesales

My friends son has just got himself a job in telesales.
He's been out of work for a few months so it was cause for celebration and she invited me out to lunch and a bottle of champagne.
"What we partying for, anything specific or just because we can?"
She whispered something unintelligable behind her hand whilst fervently looking around.
Good grief, surely she couldn't be pregnant! New lover, perhaps a toyboy? A mega win on the lottery?.....no. It couldn't be that or we'd be in a much more salubrious establishment and the bubbly would be kosha!
I looked quizically at her and waited.
Rabbit in the headlights moment. She looked around once more, leaned forward so we were almost nose to nose, fixed me with one of those don't you dare comment stares. You probably recognise the one.... that one, usually reserved by the darling teenage daughter when she asks "Do you think this is ok to wear to the party"
You think ****** wheres my little girl gone. Her father needs a shotgun , and some poor guy is going to end up in the nick.......but you swallow and say lovely!
"Jez has got a job in .......( looks around again) T.e.l.e.s.a.l.e.s
Now my mind is full of possibilities, and by this time I'm on the second glass...so spelling things out is not high on my ability levels.
By this time she's making movements with her left hand, like a quacking duck whilst holding a pretend telephone to her ear with her right.
Looks like lunch is going to be a really long one, possibly moving through afternoon tea and into dinner.......I'm crap at charades!
"TELESALES" she desperately blurts out rather too loudly for my liking.
I order another bottle of the fizzy stuff.....she's definately going to need it.
That has got to be the most loathed and detested of all jobs. No one likes telesales people.
Well what I mean is the people are probably very nice...it's the bothering that's the problem.
Usually the tax man only bothers you once a year, but telesales, lets face it are a dam nuisance!
Accountants are dull but you can always send the old man.
I did know a surveyor once who designed carparks and insisted on telling you about every aspect of his job........bored everyone to bed.
I digress, back to the subject ...telesales.
I don't know what a look of horror and sympathy looks like .......she does!
Since I work from home I am regularly interupted and hounded by persistant telesales staff and consequently they have become a target of my anger, jocularity and drama.