Don't prank me, punk!
I don't know if one of my male friends has a bug up there butt today and just wants to prank me for shits and giggles, or if I'm just the lucky chick of the day who has a stalking con artist, but here is how my last two phone conversations went:Me: "SunDance Rehab this is Jess.."
Con: "Hi. This is Patrick calling about your copier. I need the model number off the front of your copier..."
Me: "Where are you calling from?"
Con: "My desk"
Me: long annoyed pause and sarcasm gurgling up my throat "WHAT COMPANY are you calling from?
Con: "CCS"
Me: "WHAT does CCS STAND for?"
Con: "Conning Customers Systematically"
Me: "Huh...Conning Customers systematically?"
Con: "Yea"
Me: "I don't think so"
Con: "Ok bye."
5 minutes later
Me: "SunDance Rehab this is Jess..."
Con: Middle Eastern Accent "Hi this is Sanbeed calling about your copier. I need the model number..."
Me: "Who the fuck is this?"
Con: "Sanbeed calling..."
Me: "YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY INFORMATION ON MY COPIER!!!"
Con: "Ok...sweetie. Are you single?"
Me: "no."
Con: "Ok how about something on the side then?"
Me: "I don't think so."
Con: "Ok - bye."
What is going on? Who are you Patrick Sambeed?
4 Comments:
Its not me. I don't care about the copier number I want the bar code from the side of the toilet. If you could just look on the right side behing teh flusher there is a number there that I need very badly.
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This is so weird. Next time you should go ahead and read him off a random number that just keeps going and going until he hangs up.
C - Now I want Patrick Sambeed to call me back so I can do that!!
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