Telescammer...
Mar. 27th, 2014 05:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellenmillionI got a telescammer this afternoon while I was slicing potatoes with my hands, entertaining the baby with my feet, and trying to keep her out of cabinets by voice command.
"Is this Eileen (redacted)?" said the thickly accented voice once I'd picked up the phone and said hello a few times.
"Sure," I said. Because, close enough.
"Ma'am, I'm calling about your Windows Computer..."
"Ah, no, you need to remove me from your call list, please." Firmly. Because I have exactly no patience for such things, but will not stoop to rudeness unless they do.
"You can go to hell, Ma'am."
I actually stared at the phone for a moment because he was so polite sounding about it, and the 'Ma'am' threw me. Then I hung up, because what are you going to do?
"Is this Eileen (redacted)?" said the thickly accented voice once I'd picked up the phone and said hello a few times.
"Sure," I said. Because, close enough.
"Ma'am, I'm calling about your Windows Computer..."
"Ah, no, you need to remove me from your call list, please." Firmly. Because I have exactly no patience for such things, but will not stoop to rudeness unless they do.
"You can go to hell, Ma'am."
I actually stared at the phone for a moment because he was so polite sounding about it, and the 'Ma'am' threw me. Then I hung up, because what are you going to do?
