NuisancesSometime this afternoon, I was sitting on the floor sorting one of my boxes of papers (old bills and stuff that were haphazardly thrown into a box "to be sorted later"). Piles were growing—some in box lids, others beside the lids, a couple in my lap.
Cell phone rings.
With great effort, because of the necessity of relocating the lap papers, I got up off the floor to see who it was.
If it's AllSmell, there's usually a 1-800 number showing. Or it says AllSmell Customer Service.
Could be Ron, calling from his new cell.
Curious, I answer: "Hallo?"
Brief moment of silence followed by that connecting sound.
Female voice mumbles to someone.
OK, I think, it's a telemarketer? More background noise. Wait... it sounds like my friend D who rarely calls. I'm about to say "Hey, D—" when the voice becomes intelligible.
FV: "What are YOU doing today?"
Me: (politely) "Who's this?"
FV: (repeats) "What are YOU doing today?"
Me: (less politely) "Um, who IS this?"
FV: (nearly identical to earlier) "What are you DOING today?"
Me: (irritated now) "Who IS this?!?"
FV: (giggles) "What are YOU doing today?"
Me: (snottily) "Hanging up on YOU!" *click*
I mean, WTF? What the eff was that? If you're my friend, you'll tell me who you are. If you're a telemarketer, you'll tell me who you are. If you're a bill collector, you'll tell me who you are.
So who the F WERE you?
Like I have time for that kind of bull. And there's no way to get their number and pester them back.
Oooooogggh! What a nuisance.
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