Stupid fucking phone etiquette: The person who keeps CALLING MY PHONE but never leaving a message. If I don’t recognize your number I’M NOT PICKING UP THE CALL. TAKE A FUCKING HINT. You’ve called me 15 times in the last two weeks. Do I EVER answer? NO. NO, I DO NOT. EXCEPT BY ACCIDENT WHILE I MUMBLE “LEAVE ME A FUCKING VOICEMAIL MESSAGE.”
(And if you’re the one calling me, then I revise the entry to: Please leave me a voicemail so I know who you are. :)
I hate it when this happen. The same thing keeps happening here. On Monday, I picked up the phone after the person called me 26 times in a row without leaving a message (that’s around 80 rings). When I picked up I yelled: “I’m in a meeting, can’t you leave a message?” but the person just went on to tell me why he was calling.
I’m about to one up you. I keep getting text messages from a number I don’t know. Last night’s was “No matter where life takes you, promise we’ll always be friends?” I have yet to respond.
Mikey, I would have put my phone on forward or hung up.
Natalie, that sounds suspiciously bot-like.
It’s not I. I hate phones.
I keep getting calls on my work phone for Sears. I I answer it with our company name, they ALWAYS say “This isn’t Sears? Are you sure? What’s their number?”
Dawg, ironically it’s a New York City area code. Are you *sure* it’s not you? :)
Tug, make up a number. :D
I’m sure… but get me the number so I can track them down and make them stop, k?
As IT Director for a large ISP, I get right about 7 to 10 inbound telemarketing calls per day. Asking about where I buy our systems. Asking if I like the price we pay on toner. Asking if I need to hire a rockstar IT person. Asking if I want to attend a local seminar on blahdiblah.
They always start off with “How are you?”
Like I’m going to tell 10 people a day how I’m doing. My canned response is “It Depends. Who is calling?”
Our group also runs our phone system, so we created extension 2727 (CRAP) that any employee can forward a call to. It politely tells them “this is your official notice that we do not accept calls of this nature. blah blah”. Repeats once and then hangs up.
I love running IT.
Dawg, I’m not quite mean/mad enough to publicize that number yet. But if it happens much more…
Wah, can I have a job with you please? :D
If you think it’s a telemarketer, pick up the phone and say “Yes, I’ll take this call, but first you need to give me your home phone number so I can reach you in the case I need to further our discussion.”
Or something like that. The key is to throw them off.
Dan, when I’m throwing people off I go WAAAAAAAAY outer limits. I don’t say stuff like that. I say stuff that I had no idea I was about to say. It’s fun.
I never leave messages. When I have free time to call someone, if they’re not there, I won’t be available to talk when they call back.
Girl, stop taking the crack while you are sick….
Avi, I know all your numbers. You calling in the first place is like leaving a message. You don’t ever call anyway. (That’s not an invitation, just an observation.)
Abs, but I like my crack! (I totally know that has 2 meanings. And you’re a crack whore. Oh, btw, how ya feeling?)
I am SO a crack whore. See my blog… I updated it with the latest… I think I need a blood transfusion… Dear god… I am dying!!!
How are you feeling?
I’ve been depressed, because no one has been commenting on my blog. Avi only posted like, once or twice, so I figure I must TOTALLY suck….
Oh, and back in the day, when I had a land line, and before the “do not call list”, (even though they ignored it), I used to do the following:
“Listen for about 30 seconds. Then, start screaming ‘OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD, HE’S COMING AFTER ME!” and then I would scream blood-curdling screams and pretend that someone just stabbed me to death.
Sometimes, I would listen, and then pretend I was having sex with someone.
Other times, I would make them go through their whole speel while I watched TV, and then, when they were done, ask them, “huh, I am sorry, can you repeat that?”
I have done some really nasty things to telemarketers… Other stuff than the above, but it would take too much time to write it all out.
Abs, I refuse to make excuses for men but I will say that Adam is a very busy person. It’s entirely possible he just hasn’t navved back over to you. He comes here a lot because he worships the ground I walk on. No idea why, other than I’m hot. (Not that you’re *not* hot. Wow, I suck at this.)
Also, blood transfusion?! EWWWW.
And, I knew you were a telemarketer meanie.