After sleeping in late with a toothache, I got a phone call just before noon. It was some gal that could barely speak much less barely speak English. She sounded like she was sitting across the room from a speaker phone and mumbling toward her feet. I kept trying to ask her to speak up or take it off speaker phone or whatever, but she did not seem to understand what I was trying to explain about not being able to hear her.
I finally gave up on trying to point out the detail that I could not understand a word she was saying, and just had her repeat things until I understood it. I was amazed she actually did it. Turned out she wanted to have me take a survey and if I qualified for it then I could take the survey and be paid $15. That’s kewl, so why not, I’m in advertising stuff online so I figured it might be pertaining to one of those companies I work for - although I would hope they all have better sense than to hire someone you can’t understand.
Well, she launches into her spiel about do I work for marketing or advertising (I explained I write online ads, but she did not seem to think that qualified, so ::shrug:: ) then she asked if I was involved in any health care profession - both of these took far longer for her to ask and entailed a dozen scenarios each, but bottom line was nope, no advertising companies or health care places employ me - go on to
step two of the “do you qualify?”
This is one question after another about have I ever been diagnosed for such and such by a doctor. I finally head her off and explain, for the third time, that I have never seen a doctor, have never been diagnosed for any of what she’s asking, have not been sick enough to see a doctor since I was ten. (Okay, I saw one for tonsillitis at about twelve and one for a busted arm at 13 and had a checkup at 16 - but come on, the woman’s going on and on and I ain’t seen a doctor for any of that stuff.)
She started thanking me for my time and I asked if that meant I was disqualified because I had not seen a doctor for any of those things. Yup. Okay, so, I asked who she worked for. Oh boy, if I thought she could not talk before… ::shakes head:: I finally get her to spit out “Health Related Studies” and just shake my head. I try again, “Who do you work for? What company pays you?” She is silent for a long time, then asks me if I can hold for a moment. “Sure thing.”
Yeah, you guessed it. She hung up the phone on me. I still don’t know what to make of the call, but I assume that it was not a case of I had not been diagnosed with things as it was that I was not gullible enough to fall for her scam when she got to it so she needed to ditch me fast. My best guess s far is either someone that was looking for somebody they could get bank information from or someone that they could sell health insurance to.
I’m doing my work from bed today, settled in with a nasty toothache and trying to think out what I need to do as I nurse my poor aching tooth and debate if it needs medical attention or just some TLC. It does make for slow work, but at least I am still able to keep up with doing my work.
It really works very nicely to create a comfortable in bed desk area for me to keep up with my work when I don’t feel up to sitting up at the desk.