Him: Good Evenin', may I speak to Mrs. Spy-lag-nee please?
Me: Wow, that is the worst one I've ever heard.
Him: oh. Um, Ma'am, I'm callin on behalf of the Fraternal Order of State Troopers Association. We support police officers for stuff and whatever and we're the ones who give toys to kids at Christmas.
Me: aaw, that's sweet. However, last time you guys called, I said no and I'm going to have to say no again.
Him: I understand, but I'm sure you support--
Me: No, thank you. I'm not going to be able to support anyone right now.
Him: Well, then can we send you a sticker that you can crap up your car?
Me: You can save it and send it to someone else. I won't be putting it on my car anyway. Thank you again.
Him: It's no charge, I'd like to send you the sticker--
Me: No thank you. Please. I'm trying to be nice to you rather than hang up on you. Will you give me that opportunity?
Him: Ma'am, we'd like to send you the sticker so you can show--
Me: Please, I'm trying to say no politely. You're making it difficult for me to be nice to you. I'm not giving you money and I don't want your sticker.
Him: Well, I'll just call you back then.
Me: Please d-- *click*
Granted, some of the things I put here are what it sounded to me like what he was saying. I have a history of misunderstanding southern accents, but then again, it could be what I was interpreting. But that's really how he pronounced my name.