And you thought eMail spam was bad?
Who needs a mailbox these days? I think my day would be more productive if I put a garbage bag at the front door instead... at least it'd save me the trouble of throwing out every little piece of junk mail I find tucked in my door frame, door knob, or even taped to the door itself. Apparently, buying a new home is like a giant neon “please try to sell me stuff” sign, blinking away day after day.
I've been here just about six months now and am still receiving the same ad for water softeners. Considering the water in this area, if I didn't have a water softener installed by now, water would not be able to penetrate the lime-encrusted piping that was brand new just half-a-year earlier. So stop sticking these ads in my door!
Worse than that, my phone number hasn't even made it into the phone book yet (at least, I don't think) and yet I'm getting people calling me at home already. Last week I had a wicked flu - which explains the lack of an update last week - and yet still, with barely a voice to say “hello”, some voice on the phone tears into their rant about something over the sound of their radio, or crying baby, or dinner prep, or some combination of all three. I usually try to “no thank-you” my way out of these conversations, but this time I finally just had to hang-up. I'm sick, but even if I wasn't, I'm not buying crap from you over the phone!
And finally, I had some guy come to try and sell me some sort of gas price guarantee the other day. He didn't get it when I tried to send him away. Just kept asking about my gas bill, and blah blah blah. I asked him for a card so I could look into it later and he just looked at me with a blank stare. His best argument for why I should just sign with him was that someone else on the street had just signed up for it. Did he think that if they'd just run themselves over with their car, I'd sign up for that to?
On top of all this crap, I still have enough ways to spend money... and that's just looking at house-specific needs. I'm not ever going to buy anything from some random person just showing up at the door or cold calling me on the phone. Except for Girl Guide cookies. But otherwise: no, nope, no way, not gonna happen, never, no.
So, like you do with eMail spam, all you new-area home buyers can look forward to manually moving the same crap that you have no interest in from one place directly into the garbage (or recycling) day after day while you try to get on with your own life.
Yup- this is one of those rare posts detailing the dirty underside of new home living. The stuff nobody tells you. But now you know.
I've been here just about six months now and am still receiving the same ad for water softeners. Considering the water in this area, if I didn't have a water softener installed by now, water would not be able to penetrate the lime-encrusted piping that was brand new just half-a-year earlier. So stop sticking these ads in my door!
Worse than that, my phone number hasn't even made it into the phone book yet (at least, I don't think) and yet I'm getting people calling me at home already. Last week I had a wicked flu - which explains the lack of an update last week - and yet still, with barely a voice to say “hello”, some voice on the phone tears into their rant about something over the sound of their radio, or crying baby, or dinner prep, or some combination of all three. I usually try to “no thank-you” my way out of these conversations, but this time I finally just had to hang-up. I'm sick, but even if I wasn't, I'm not buying crap from you over the phone!
And finally, I had some guy come to try and sell me some sort of gas price guarantee the other day. He didn't get it when I tried to send him away. Just kept asking about my gas bill, and blah blah blah. I asked him for a card so I could look into it later and he just looked at me with a blank stare. His best argument for why I should just sign with him was that someone else on the street had just signed up for it. Did he think that if they'd just run themselves over with their car, I'd sign up for that to?
On top of all this crap, I still have enough ways to spend money... and that's just looking at house-specific needs. I'm not ever going to buy anything from some random person just showing up at the door or cold calling me on the phone. Except for Girl Guide cookies. But otherwise: no, nope, no way, not gonna happen, never, no.
So, like you do with eMail spam, all you new-area home buyers can look forward to manually moving the same crap that you have no interest in from one place directly into the garbage (or recycling) day after day while you try to get on with your own life.
Yup- this is one of those rare posts detailing the dirty underside of new home living. The stuff nobody tells you. But now you know.
