Oh, come on people, lighten up a little for the next thousand years. Among the telephone sales pitches I used to get were monthly calls from the Los Angeles Times subscription department. Usually they were young people going through the routine by rote.
But on one occasion, the mature telemarketer had a such a good rationale for overcoming each of my reasons for not getting home delivery that I finally said to him, "You are overqualified for this job." He paused a second and we both got a good laugh out of it.
He probably got drunk that night thinking about it.