So, for a personal issue, I was forced to go out and get a home phone for a few weeks. While I hate having a home land line, I needed to get it for house arrest. I just received my new phone and phone # 2 weeks ago today. Only a very select few people have this number and they are:
- ME, and my girl
- My Best Friend
- Cox
- House Arrest People
Thats it. So I’m thinking this phone will never go off, NEVER since none of these people have any reason to call me on my house phone.
The night was Wednesday the 20th, and I am sitting on my computer paying some bills when the phone rings. Ecstatic that I am getting a phone call, though perplexed on who was calling, I quickly rushed to the phone and answered. To my amazement I heard this:
“Is this Mr *****?” – Said the Gentleman.
“Yes it is, Sir, and you are?” Replied myself.
“This is Tim, So do you live out close to Elkhorn Crossing? Thats a nice place to camp. I use to live out in Fremont myself.” says Tim.
“No Tim I dont live by Elkhorn Crossing, What can I do for you?” I rebuttal annoyed by now.
“Well you have just Won 6 months worth of free. . . .” CLICK!.
My first call on my home line and it was a Telemarketer. Since then I have had another 7 calls, 6 more of which were telemarketers and the last and only call that was for me was from my Best Friend who felt like fucking around and calling AS a telemarketer.
All I can say is the day I got my phone turned on was the day Cox sold that # to the fucking telemarketers.
When I’m off house arrest, I’m getting ride of this land line FOREVER!
