This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Debt collectors can be so rude sometimes. I love when they call for me:

"hello is Angelo in?"

"nope he is not" I reply

"well could you have him call me at this number ect. ect."

"I will forward this message to him, and what is this concerning?"

"this is a private matter, I cannot share the reason why I am calling"

"ok, well then, I am going to make this a private message, unless you tell me why you are calling, as soon as you hang up I will throw away this piece of paper your message is on. That brings you right back to square one, doesn't it Susan?"

"sir, if you would please just pass my number along to him"

"naw, I don't think I can do that. Here is the thing Susan, I ran out of toilet paper this morning, and I feel a serious case of the shits coming on. It seems that your number is written on the only piece of paper I have....I have to run I have a turtle head poking out"

*CLICK*

That is usually how I handle those stupid collection agencies.

In case you are wondering, they are calling to collect money from drinking tickets I received from stupid cops who had nothing better to do back in the summer of '98. They think I am actually going to pay them. That is laughable. I was under 18 at the time, so in no way does me not paying them affect my credit in any way.
stupid fuckers.

killed softly at 4/05/2005 11:13:00 AM

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