If you lived in the 1970’s then you will understand the humor in the story I’m telling you. Nixon was the President and the scandal called Watergate was in the news every day.
Mom and Dad gave me a cassette tape recorder for my birthday one year. It was a fun toy and I used it to record music off the radio and my friend Linda Brumbaugh and I used to do funny little “interviews” with each other. As I got older though, I outgrew the need for it.
I started at Wichita State in the fall of 1979. I still lived with my parents and helped them out as much as I could. My studies took priority and between them, my part-time job on campus and teaching over 20 piano lessons a week, I was pretty busy. One day I walked into the house and saw the funniest sight! Mama was “dealing” with a pesky telemarketer!
She was arguing with the person and trying to nicely explain that she was not interested in whatever was being pushed down her throat. This went on for a few minutes. Then mama took the little portable cassette player and calmly set it up on the phone stand. She gently said, “Hold please” and put the receiver of the phone right next to the speaker of the cassette player. Then she pressed the PLAY button and played one of the recordings I had made years ago!
Had she done it to some poor soul before? I don’t know, but she did it like it was not a brand new idea to her. She came into the living room, sat on the couch and asked me how my day went. She didn’t mention the fact that she had just put a poor unsuspecting telemarketer (just trying to make a living) on perpetual HOLD.
Of course today we have no-call lists for which I’m thankful. I will never forget the day I walked in to see mama putting the telemarketer on hold. Wink! 😉