I bet you know what come next.
A mechanical voice informs me that 'he' is calling from Rogers Wireless services and wants to make sure I'm aware that if I switch to them I get Free Minute Money, or some such, vaguely Happy-meal-esque promotions. I immediately hung up, but the sheer disrespect is astounding. I mean, interrupting me by having a person phone me is bad enough, but that's one thing. At least I can derive a strange, perverse pleasure out of tormenting the telemarketers. To have a machine do it takes all the fun out of it.