Particularly to the telemarketer named "Travis" that squeezed one last call in juuust before 9pm.
Travis, I was actually in bed wanting nothing more than to attempt to recover from a horrible work week earning money so I have the wherewithal to support just short of half the country with my tax dollars and still have something to donate to the 2A foundation.
Asking me to get out of bed, and get my credit card did not sit that well with me. In particular, when I declined, your comment that, "well, I wouldn't want you to over exert yourself", frankly pissed me off.
Travis, go fuck yourself.
And to the 2A Foundation: You guys need to screen your callers better. A pushy dickhead on the other end of my phone line does not particularly motivate me to open my wallet. Particularly when they insult me personally.