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Monday, August 02, 2004


Insurance, anyone?
// Listening to: Twins - Xia Yi Zhan Tian Hou

I don't know why, but I'm constantly ambushed by those prudential or AIA or whatever insurance people at those roadshow events. It seems like they don't remember that they've asked me before, or that I've walked that same path every other day and twice somemore! Or simply perhaps there are just too many of them that I have not encountered ALL of them, YET. Not that I want to anyway. It's scary coz I have to walk past that stupid roadshow battlefield to buy bread everyday for my next morning's breakfast, and walk back the exact same route to go home after buying bread. And for that little time difference of five minutes, I'm always ambushed TWICE! Freaking effective sales people! Can't even recognize me walking back?! Think I would change my mind after 5 minutes??? -_- I'm just not interested in doing their so-called "1-minute" survey which is totally BS, because just by asking "Would you like to do a short survey? Very fast one, 1 minute only!" and me answering "No, thanks. I've done it before." would already take up 30seconds at least. I seriously think they are trained to talk fast. Anyway, their questions for the survey are always of the same genre. "How much do you save every month? Do you have a savings plan? Do you know that the interest rates now are very low?" *rolls eyes* God knows how many of these surveys I've done (in fact only twice, but that's more than enough!) Yes, I have a savings plan, and I'm struggling to keep up with it. Thank you very much.

In fact, I think about 80% of the people walking that path shares the same fate as me. So today, I'm going to share with you an ingenious idea I've come up with. No, listening to mp3 player doesn't help. They will STILL bug you. Yes, I tried, and failed terribly.

The idea is, to act busy talking on your handphone!! Tada! Brilliant right?!?! So about one metre away from the battlefield, you whip out your handphone and pretend to be very busy with it. Then, you walk with lightning speed over the battlefield, ignoring any salesperson who attempts to interrupt you with their one minute thingy. Best of all, you can complete the act with a hand gesture to indicate that you are really busy on the phone, for example, pointing to your phone, and give a "Can't-you-see-I'm-on-the-phone" look. Any normal salesperson will know what to do, unless they really have no sales that month. Too bad! Just make sure your phone doesn't ring and embarrass you!

Now, I've also thought of a plan to counter that embarassing phone-ringing-while-you're-on-the-phone event. You shall just simply call any of your friends or boyfriend to talk rubbish. Yes, rubbish and blabber. And once you've cleared out of the danger zone, you can choose whether to continue or hang up. Muahahha =D Like myself, I always tell Mr Eeyore "Hey, I call for fun wan".

Actually, I really wanted to call Mr Eeyore at that time, but stupid him didn't pick up the phone. Then I realised no irritating salespeople ambushed me!! Yay!

// Note of precaution though: Try the above at your own risk. (I don't see any actually, just that any salesperson reading this would probably kill me) ;)


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