Todays installment of True Stories of Fun Messing With Telemarketing Scammers: Phone rings. I look @ the caller ID and it reads a 202 phone number & knew exactly which scam this is- the Phony IRS Agent demanding money. I answer and Spetial Agent Mike Wiyyums wit Eenturnal Revenu Servees Departament gruffly asks for my brother Matt in his thick East Indian accent. (Matt & I have not lived together since 1997; he has never lived at this phone number)(sidebar: I know there is only one list they could be using for this as it has generated a mother lode of junk mail & telemarketing calls over the years... thanks for selling our names to a list broker, Texas Tech Alumni Association). Anyhow, I start dramatically wailing and sobbing, telling Agent Williams that I cant deal with it anymore, that my brother died in a bad bird accident, and now the IRS is calling. I wailed and screamed and every time he tried to say something, I yelled HE WAS IN A BIRD ACCIDENT!. I then quickly changed my voice and demeanor and made it into a Reverse Obscene Phone Call: I asked him what he was wearing. I then asked repeatedly to talk dirty to me, and to send me naked pictures. I told him I would give him our address if he sent me pictures of a certain part of his anatomy. He started cussing like a wounded pirate. I said oh yeah baby and detailed for him what I would do with a baseball bat & a part of his lower gastrointestinal tract if he ever called again. Click. That was a blast.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 17:31:27 +0000
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