Tonight, I finally broke down and gave the lils a bath. I was going to wait until Willy returned tomorrow and let him bathe them, as is my usual when he is away. Of course, this after leading him to believe that I had washed them at least once in the time that he was gone (swimming counts, right?). Sadly, I was foiled by bath-preventing plans for the next three nights and I had to do it.
They were mid-splashfest when the phone rang. Willy is travelling tonight, and the weather has been sketchy for his route home, so I answered it, expecting him to be calling with a delay. It was a telemarketer calling about lawn care. I had a vague recollection of last year telling this company that they could check back with me again this year, so I let him give his pitch, despite the fact that he could not get my name right.*
After his intro I let him know that I weed my grass by hand, and don’t plan on changing this. I don’t want to use chemicals, as I have lil people who roll around on the grass, and I actually enjoy weeding, it’s kinda therapeutic. He kept insisting that this was bad, and trying to sell me on chemical and organic programs. He was getting pushy so I started to ask to be put on their do not call list. Then he told me that he needed to speak to my husband to do that.
At this point I clarified what I had heard, then I lost it a little, letting him know that it was bullsh*t, and exactly why it was. He tried to give me an excuse as to why it was OK, but I shot that down too. I am still kinda flabbergasted and saddened by his attitude, and incredulous reaction to my upset. I did take his name, and will let the company know this new reason why they will not be getting my business. But mostly I am sad that it got me so upset within earshot of the lils. They were pretty oblivious in the tub, but I wish I had been more controlled.
*this is my test for determining whether I will give a company my money. Generally, if they cannot figure out that I am Mrs. Lilbunnyrabbitz, not Mrs. Little, Bunnyrabbitz, Rabbitz-Bunny-Lil, I am unlikely to trust the ability to deliver a good or service.