My job is to interview random members of the public in their own homes for the Office for National Statistics.
Today I went to one of my addresses, where I met an elderly man who was initially ok, if a little hostile as to why I hadnt made an appointment with him (that was what I was trying to do!) and then after making an appointment for tomorrow, changed his mind and said if I wasnt going to pay him for his information (which would have consisted mainly of his dob and illnesses!) he would not be participating. So far so normal.
What really got on my nerves was the fact that while I was trying to persuade him of the benefit of participating in a very important statistical process (well if no one does my survey, there would be no retail price index, no employment figures, no inflation rate.....we are very important!!!! and I love my job)
he was just talking over the top of me, and kept saying, "look, you're a very pretty girl, but just because you're pretty doesnt mean I am going to do this"
I AM 45 YEARS OLD!!!!!! I am not a girl by any stretch! I texted my husband, and he said I should take it as a compliment cos I was nowt but a lass to the old bloke.......but it didnt stop me from wanting to poke him in the eye!