Sep. 20th, 2004
Glorioski!!!!
Sep. 20th, 2004 07:43 pmThe Season Three dS DVDs Are Shipping!
*dancing, jubilation, declaration of National Holiday, etc.*
In other news, I just spent twenty minutes on the phone with the most sweetly inept market survey guy ever. He had a fairly thick accent, so I often had trouble understanding him; he had considerable difficulty reading the questions; and he seemed (understandably) unhappy with his job. The survey concerned Yellow Pages--which kind I have, which kind I use and for what, which kinds I've seen advertising for, etc. etc. etc. and you would not *believe* how many inane questions it is possible to ask about Yellow Pages.
I am a product of the olden days when there was only one Yellow Pages and that was *it*, so I totally do not track on Dex vs. Yellow Book vs. whoever-the-hell-else publishes these things. And the questions were so maladroitly framed -- "Now, I'm going to read some personality traits, and say yes or no if you associate these with Dex Yellow Pages: 'Friendly'." And I'm sputtering with laughter and saying "Dude, it's a Yellow Pages, it's a list of names and addresses, 'friendly' doesn't enter the picture," and then he got sad because I wasn't answering in a way he could code on the form.
The funniest part was when the survey required him to ask me if I'd seen various TV commercials for Dex Yellow Pages, and then he had to laboriously, haltingly, read through these insanely long and detailed descriptions of what sounded like completely asinine commercials ("A lady is sitting in a cu .. cue ... cubicle, and Mr. Dex is sitting on the file cabinet, he is eating a doooo ... a donut, and then a gentleman comes in and asks 'Where did you get that donut'" and on and on and ON).
I always try to answer telephone market surveys, because I have several friends who've done that work at times, and it is a grim job indeed. But, oy.
*dancing, jubilation, declaration of National Holiday, etc.*
In other news, I just spent twenty minutes on the phone with the most sweetly inept market survey guy ever. He had a fairly thick accent, so I often had trouble understanding him; he had considerable difficulty reading the questions; and he seemed (understandably) unhappy with his job. The survey concerned Yellow Pages--which kind I have, which kind I use and for what, which kinds I've seen advertising for, etc. etc. etc. and you would not *believe* how many inane questions it is possible to ask about Yellow Pages.
I am a product of the olden days when there was only one Yellow Pages and that was *it*, so I totally do not track on Dex vs. Yellow Book vs. whoever-the-hell-else publishes these things. And the questions were so maladroitly framed -- "Now, I'm going to read some personality traits, and say yes or no if you associate these with Dex Yellow Pages: 'Friendly'." And I'm sputtering with laughter and saying "Dude, it's a Yellow Pages, it's a list of names and addresses, 'friendly' doesn't enter the picture," and then he got sad because I wasn't answering in a way he could code on the form.
The funniest part was when the survey required him to ask me if I'd seen various TV commercials for Dex Yellow Pages, and then he had to laboriously, haltingly, read through these insanely long and detailed descriptions of what sounded like completely asinine commercials ("A lady is sitting in a cu .. cue ... cubicle, and Mr. Dex is sitting on the file cabinet, he is eating a doooo ... a donut, and then a gentleman comes in and asks 'Where did you get that donut'" and on and on and ON).
I always try to answer telephone market surveys, because I have several friends who've done that work at times, and it is a grim job indeed. But, oy.