I'm sitting here at home, with little to do all day (apart from laundry, ironing, reading blogs so I can be "prepped" for the first of the London Blogmeets) when my phone rings. I expect it to be my mum as she's told me she is going to ring today.
But the voice on the other end of the phone says.."Hello...Mr...Reynolds...You...May...Have...Won...A...Trip...To...Europe..." in a really stilted, stop/go fashion.

"I'm not interested" I say back.

"If...You...Wish...To...Take...Advantage" it continues.

"Oh I see, you are a computer" I reply - feeling smug that I've worked it out by myself.

Pause.

"I...Beg...Your Pardon?". The voice now picks up a hint of emotion.

Obviously not a computer.

"Sorry mate, you just sound like a computer to me".

"Oh...Of...This...Offer...Then...Just..." it continues without a pause.

"I'm not interested", but by now I'm wondering how they get a worker to ardently stick to his script - there is no stopping him now so I just hang up.

I've got a feeling he is one of those overseas telesales people - I normally get chatting to them, just to give them something else to do than dial and get hung up on all day - but this bloke was starting to worry me.

Maybe he was an artificial intelligence?