Freak Magnet Dave

So I'm cooking away in the kitchen yesterday afternoon when the phone rings. Some unknown phone number appears on the call display screen. I answer and am greeted with something like "This is your second call regarding interest rates on your credit card...blah, blah, blah...press 1 to speak with one of our friendly operators."

Naturally, I press 1 because I'm pissed that I get about five of these calls per week between work and home.

"I understand you're interested in lowering your interest rates...", the friendly operator starts.
"Actually, I'm interested in not getting any more of these calls from you people," I replied. "I get these calls constantly, and I'm on the Do Not Call list, so why are you still calling me?"
"The Do Not Call list is only for sales calls. We're not selling anything," she says.
"Oh, really? Well tell me, what exactly is it you're not selling? (I may have been born in the morning, but it wasn't this morning!)
"We're offering you a reduction in your credit card interest payments."
"You have no idea what interest I'm paying now. I'm not interested in your services. Remove my number from your list."
Then the friendly operator says "Enjoy your high interest rates."
To which I replied "Enjoy going to hell."
Good thing those telemarketing parasites don't have feelings.