Phone-Banking

Ok so I hate the people that call during dinner.. I do.. just like the rest of you, I'm sure. Selling something, convincing you of something, a "quick survey"... whatever.. we just want to hang up on all of them, right?

Well last night, I have to admit, I did a little calling for the "No On 8 Equality for ALL" campaign and had one call recipient in particular that I just fell in love with...

So I call him and, out of pity for people getting barraged with campaign calls, try to shorten my spiel as much as possible. So I come to the point where I ask him if he's heard of prop 8, the proposition that would eliminate the right for same sex couples to marry the person they love and his response was:

(ok now picture apu, the "would you like a squishy" voice from the simpsons saying:)
"Oh, yes, is that the one where a couple who has a baby out of wedlock can't get married?!

Is that the one where a man out screwing anyone he can can't get married?!

Is that the one where.... "
(insert continued rant...)

Anyway... by this time, everyone in the room is crowded around my phone because they can hear this mean yelling into the receiver at me... luckily he was on our side...

He ends up saying this:

"If we begin to discriminate against gays getting married, we have to discriminate against the other things too...
Someone could tell me that my eyebrows are too close together, therefore I cannot get married" he said. "Discrimination is discrimination. Period"

To which I replied:

"sir, you're my favorite person I've called all night."