I answered my phone this morning – too early for a Sunday – and had a voice who (I’ll swear upon any religious tome) sounded like Prime Minister Justin Trudeau, informing me that I was being contacted by a Survey/Research company.
The topic was the upcoming Federal election.
The company had a name I recognized, which has the reputation of being legit and reliable.
But there was that “Prime Minister voice”. Such a thing can not be random, and if it was random, then the outfit is inept.
So I was talking to a Robot.
The first three or so questions were about where I live. Now, I figure even a robot, if it already has my phone number, should know where I live. But I was willing to tap the numbers on the phone keyboard to let them figure out where I was. Had they asked my postal code, I would have balked.
I was then asked, if I wanted to have the process they go through to form their opinions, explained to me. I declined. In for a penny, in for a pound.
THEN, I was asked to tell them which party I was planning to vote for.
Gotta say, expecting to tell how a citizen votes is a violation of the rights of the citizen of that country. I was surprised. But I went through the “Press number if” list, so I could decline. There was no avenue given to decline.
Rude or not, I hung up on the Robot.