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She struggled violently as he tried to subdue her. kicking and screaming, scratching and tearing, yelling at the top of her lungs.  “NOooooooo, Nooooooo”.  Despite her bold resisitance, he persisted.  Forcing his weight on her fragile body to have his way with her.

What I just described was an event of a RAPE.  This woman was forced to do something she did not want to do and despite her resisitance the man seem to persist to his own accord.  Let me make this clear that if someone tells you No, it means No.  You shouldn’t have any misunderstanding of the word at all, even dogs know what no means.

Being said that, I was brutally raped by a Verizon sales rep, when I repeatly said “no”, “No thank you”, “Not interested” on a number of occasions durng a phone interveiw being conducted to see if I was interested in becoming a Verizon customer.  This woman would not take No for an answer.  She insisted upon pestering me with free offers that would expired into monthly charges. 

“But I said NO.  Whats the problem?”  I asked furiously.  “No means NO”.  She hesitated then insisted that I take a free Razor and she’ll call it quits.  “NOOOO” I screamed and I hanged up.

I try my best to be nice and respectable about telemarketers but why should I be so nice when they constantly try to rape me.  If I say no, Thats exactly what I mean.  Come on.  Have any of you gotten this threatment from a telemarketer?

I was but so far from done.  But it was only a matter of time until I collaspe in utter exhaustion form walking all day long from store to store. 

Jo and I spent the day at Woodbury Commons in Central Valley NY.  We had a few things we wanted to shop for and thought it would be a better buy at the oulets.  While I was there I spotted some very cool T-shits that I thought would send a message to anyone that sees me wearing them.

So I picked out my shirts and proceeded to the cashier.  Place them on the counter and pulled out my wallet.  He rings them up and I pulled out those green things that folds neatly into your wallet or purse and handed it to him.  To my surprise he twists his face like I just handed him a pile of shit.  “Aah, sorry man, don’t you have a credit card or bank cark you can use?”  he asks.  “No” I firmly replied, “Whats wrong with the cash?”  I asked.  “Well ahh nothing, its just we don’t take cash here at this register, you have to go over there” he pointed to the back of the store. A far and desolate area waiting for some sort of attention.  I simple said “no thank you” took back my cash and left the store.

When was it a problem for you to shop with cash.  The good old green stuff is beginning to go extinct and the plastic stuff is what dreams will be made of.  I won’t be surprise if kids today don’t even know what Ben Fanklin looks like.  But has anyone else experience this problem?