Death Of A Telesalesman

(A few years ago, after my mom passes away, I spend a lot of time cleaning out her apartment. The phone rings.)

Caller: “Is [Mom] available?”

Me: “This is her daughter. Could I ask how you know my mother?”

Caller: “I have a great deal to offer her on her long distance service.”

Me: “I’m sorry, my mother passed away a few days ago. Please remove her from your list.”

Caller: “So, are you the one making the decisions about long distance service?”

Me: *swears at the guy and hangs up*