Salesmen lie. It's what they do.

* My office phone rings, I answer it…*
Me: “Jeff here”
Slimeball: “Hello Jeff, this is Wayne Sumthinmumble, calling from Yadda-Blah-Yadda Advertising. Is this a good time to talk? Do you have a couple minutes?”
* I’m not leaving out names to protect anyone, they honestly just didn’t register in my brain *
Me: “Well, I am pretty busy this morning, but what’s up?”
Slimeball: “We handle promotional items, gifts, clothing and things of that nature. We spoke some time ago and I promised I’d call you in the new year if we had anything new and unique.”
Me: “Alllriiight…” (Knowing he's full of shit already)
Slimeball: “Are you a golfer Jeff?”
Me: “No”
Slimeball: “Well, are you familiar with what’s called a divot repair tool?”
Me: “Oh yeah, I remember this one now, it's the one with the cigar cutter and the fancy box, right?”
Slimeball: -slight pause- “Well, what it is, is a 14k gold set that includes a divot tool, cigar cutter, and somethin else, and it all comes in a beautifully finished wood grain box. We’ve just completed a big job with Microsoft in Seattle, where they ordered up hundreds of these to hand out to their business partners. We’ve got some left over, and I’d like to offer you a special deal so that you can help us clear the remaining inventory.”
Me: “Oh yeah, you called me about these things a month ago… except in that spiel, you had done the big job for Can-Am or Can West or somebody like that.”
Slimeball: -another slight pause- “Oh, I called you about these before?”
Me: “Yeah, just $19.99 each, right?
Slimeball: -long pause- “How many did you want?”
Me: “Ha-ha… naw, I’m good thanx.”
Slimeball: “Allrighttalktoyalaterbye”
* click *
Me (to the hung-up phone): “Yeah, and don’t call me again… dink.”