This is a survey

… well, it’s not, it’s just a post.

We’ve been having lots and lots of calls from people doing surveys. I figured out why the other day when Roommate answered the phone. I was happily burning a DVD, minding my own business, and I hear him in the other room politely chatting, and I thought, “huh, must be a family member or something.” Which is rare, because even though he and his whole family are on great terms he’s not one to sit on the phone a lot. Then I heard some of what he was saying. He was answering questions about his thoughts on some child-related issue, maybe no child left behind or some bond on the ballot.

Thing is, researchers are like cats - feed one of them and the next thing you know there’s a dozen ravening flea farms yowling at the door. So he leaves town for a couple days, and the phone rings every hour. Sometimes if I’m going to be home for a while, I answer because if you break the cycle by answering the computer drops your number off the list. But, unlike him, I’ve developed a series of personas to get them off the phone. Just now, I was the babysitter. Tomorrow I think I’ll be the three year old.

I suppose I could just demand to be taken off the list, or something. Maybe I’ll try that next week. It didn’t seem to work a few weeks back - they’re still calling.