Monday, September 19, 2016

God, I Hate Rachel From Credit Card Service's Boyfriend Chuck

First off, the jerk is persistent.  He's been calling me two or three times a week for the past 6  months or so, even though every time he calls, I tell him that I know this is a scam, and that I'm on the National Do Not Call list.

Second - why the hell would I ever listen to someone who starts off our "relationship" with a lie (spoofed phone numbers?)  They keep changing the phone number, so I can't block them, and it's always something "official" looking on the caller ID, but you know if you try to call the number back, it doesn't exist.

Third - you have an Indian accent so thick that I would suspect you were an extra in Slumdog Millionaire (except, let's face it, you're no actor.)  Don't try to tell me your name is really Chuck, or Ed, or Bob, or whatever stereotypically American name you've chosen to use today - while I really don't want to establish a relationship with you, again, I hate being lied to.  And could you change up the script a little?

Fourth - ok, we've established that I hate you, I will never listen to the lies you are spewing, you're not getting any money from me, etc... Why the hell do you keep calling me?  And, more importantly, how the hell do you know to call 15 minutes into my vital, life-sustaining, sanity-maintaining nap?  I'm tempted to become a Wiccan just so that I can turn to the dark side and curse not only you, but your entire bloodline.

Ok... good to get that off my chest. 


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