I wish I had one of those new-fangled digital answering machines that can Bluetooth messages to you, then I could play back the message that I found on the machine when my girlfriend and I got home today.
It was a political pitch, but not prerecorded, it was a live shill for Bloomberg; reading from a prepared script but I don’t think the delivery of the pitch was what his masters had wanted from him.

He started off with a giggle, read a few words and stopped to laugh. Continued manfully on a couple more lines, giggled again. And so it went until he had finished his allotted script.

I hope he calls back next week, when I have a new Trump/2020 Reelection spiel recorded for a answering machine greeting.