When a pollster or a surveyor phones, I interupt their robotic spiel to inform them that my rate for participating in the process is $200 per hour, with a one hour minimum, and all partial hours rounded up to the next whole hour.
When I first started doing this, several years ago, I often had to repeat two or three times before the caller grasped the concept that I wasn’t going to answer the questions. Just recently, though, in the last few weeks, I’ve had several callers counter-offer with a $20 FourBux gift card. Shocking.
I don’t buy FourBux coffee, so even a $200 giftcard from Fourbux wouldn’t tempt me, but it is rather mindblowing that these guys are now actually offering a kind of payment.
My refusal to participate is one reason I don’t put much faith in political polls. What kinds of deviants are actually answering the pollsters’ questions? I think I’m quaintly old-fashioned for even speaking to them.
I am tempted to claim to a political pollster that I am all for Lyndon LaRouche, and to offer them a pound or so of raw liver. I don’t know what the raw liver is all about, but I remember many years ago seeing video of a LaRouchie trying to give a pound of raw liver to some politico. Maybe it is some kind of twisted homage to “Portnoy’s Complaint.”