Unit testing telemarketers

Submitted by Owen on Sat, 09/27/2008 - 12:03

I've added some unit tests for the code I posted, I'll try to make sure all code comes with tests (free!) from here on in. I'm working on an update to this site that will allow for easier viewing of code, an event which should prove to be wondrous and exciting!

In completely unrelated news, my local news paper started me on a free 3 week trial today. Despite the whole dead tree thing, I have to admit I do enjoy the simplicity of reading over a paper with coffee, it is truly one of the great joys in life.

Telemarketers, on the other hand, do not fall into that category. That being said, I have to admit that I do occasionally take a call from them to see how long I can keep them on the line. This hasn't really made me very popular on the telemarketing circuit, and sadly I've been yelled at a few times.

The two local papers call me every now and then, and I'm much nicer to them, in that I reject their advances almost immediately, with the excuse that I live in an apartment building, and thus am susceptible to the evils of neighbourly newspaper thievery.

To be fair, I have absolutely no reason to believe anyone in my building steals newspapers, and if I'm going to be completely honest, I just may have to admit the thought of "borrowing" a paper has passed my mind. What else can I think when I see a newspaper still sitting in the lobby, well into the afternoon!

I confessed as much to my brother over lunch a few days ago, and was met with a quiet outrage (as only he can do). Apparently, his paper has been routinely borrowed by an unscrupulous neighbour on many occasions. So much so, that he began playing games with them, getting up early to insert a month old copy behind the fresh new front page, and other such devious acts of revenge.

Despite my weak protests of never having actually stolen a paper (really! I only ever thought about it!), he didn't seem very impressed with my confession.

Of course now that I have a paper of my own (well, for 3 weeks), I'm worried that paranoia will slowly start seeping into my life. I can just see those elevator trips being made all the more awkward by me peering suspiciously at my traveling companion, assured they passed by MY paper, gazing upon it with a salacious, covetous eye.