A Courtesy Call

Earlier this evening, someone called looking for me. Since I dislike courtesy call, I asked who he is. He kept repeating what I’m asking for three times before he answered me. Afterwards, I answered that I’m not home. Then he asked me why I needed to ask who he was. I then answered that, as a recepient, I should know who the caller is. He responded with sheer evidence of manners and asked me if I’m a wise guy. I told him that I am, so he called me a jerkoff and hang up.

This guy is really pathetic. I have an idea of his background and he definitely is a piece o’ shit.

Speaking of courtesy calls, they recently have a way to get you. They will ask for the name Howard and when you tell them that he’s got a wrong number, he will then start his business. I loath these callers. They waste my time.

Add comment March 27th, 2003