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I AM THE DEVIL AND I KILLED JESUS!

Jun 27, 2008
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...according to the insane old man who called my cell four times tonight looking for a price on a 50-pound bag of bird seed.

Call #1
Me: Hello?
Caller: Hello?
Me: Who is this?
Caller: Wha...what in the h%&$ kinda way is that to answer a phone?
Me: Sorry, I think you have the wrong number.

*click*

Call #2
Me: Hello?
Caller: Now listen, I just called your store and one a your guys was awfully d**& rude to m...
Me: I'm not a store. You have the wrong number.
Caller:...ain't this Lowe's?
Me: (sighs) ...no.
Idiot: Well I'm lookin for a price on a bag of bird seed. A big bag. 50 pounds.
Me: Wrong. Number.
Dips@!*: I'll hold.

*click*

15 minutes later...

Call #3
Me: (sigh...) Wrong number.
Time Vampire: Don't you people know how to work your god*&( phones? Now listen; you put me on hold and ain't nobody been answerin. I been waitin for near 10 god^&@# minutes!
Me: This. Is not. Lowe's. Wrong. Number.
Corporal Crazy: So put me on the right god_+)^ number, then!
Me: Wrong...
Lieutenant Looney: OH NO YOU DON'T! YOU AIN'T PUTTIN ME ON HOLD AGAIN! OH MY JESUS GOD, HE'S PUTTIN ME ON HOLD AGAIN! OH LORD COME AND TAKE ME NOW! HOW GOD{=-^ F@#%ING LONG IS IT GONNA BE THIS TIME?
Me: :eek: ...uh...
Admiral Numbnutz: BIRD! SEED!
Me: ...HOT! DOGS!
Psycho: Oh you think you're real funny, dontcha? You think you're real f^%*ing funny. Well it ain't gonna be so funny when you get fired cuz a this, is it? YOU'RE THE DEVIL! YOU'RE THE GOD^%* DEVIL! YOU KILLED JESUS! BIRD SEED! 50 POUNDS! PRICE! NOW! SEED! BIRD! OH SWEET JESUS GOD HOW HARD CAN IT BE?
Me: :eek: :eek: :confused: :help: ....please hold.

*click*

Call #4
Me: F&^# off.

*click*

Aaaand that number got blocked! :D
 
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Hi.

Hilarious, thanks for posting. Usually it's people who have just got a "new" phone number, doesn't matter whether a line or cell.

A friend of mine won a sex store number in that "lottery". Now that was a bag of goodies if there ever was one.

Another one had one damn number different, an adjacent one of course, from a pizza delivery place, great also. Especially at 3am. Obviously (over here anyway) the place was closed by that time, but it doesn't stop you from calling them anyway.

Needless to say, both had their numbers re-newed :D (the "pizza guy" had his number prior to the pizza place, but thought changing his was easier anyway + 10 pizzas for free IIRC).

Regards
Sam
 
This topic has made my day :p

Silly insane people..

My home phone number is a slight permutation of one of the phones of the national TV station. Every now and than we get called instead of the station, and after a while started playing along. People are stubborn, you have to say "wrong number" more than a few times to get them to type the proper number.

Anyway, one of the shows on that television is called Weddings 48. It is an awful reality show about the last 48 hours before a wedding. It should make the people feel better about marriage.. NOT! Anyway, once a woman called my home, I answered. She asked if whe could talk to me about the Weddings show, I said sure.. She told that her wedding is off and started crying :help:
I hung up after a few seconds. It was a reflex, not a proper thing to do :rollno:
 
That could be fun. Call him back as the fictitious customer service guy's supervisor at Lowe's and say that you've reviewed the incident and have ordered the customer service rep to make a personal apology. Tell him to go to Lowe's and ask to see Jim about it.

That ought to make some Lowe's employee's day a little more interesting. Especially if there just happens to be somebody named Jim working at your local Lowe's.
 
The phone at my parents place always gets calls from someone asking in and Indian accent "May I talk to your supply manager please?". The phone number of the company they're trying to call is only one digit different different than my parents phone number. If I ever happen to be there when they call, maybe I should just order a load of office supplies for whatever company they're trying to call.
 
personally, I find the idea of someone speaking Finnish with an Indian accent far more intriguing then the conversation about wrong numbers.

No sorry but she was speaking English. Made it even more of a surprise the first time I picked up the phone...

Oh, and one morning this week, someone called me in the morning to buy my Toyota. I don't have even a car.
 
when my parents changed there phone number 8 years later they were still getting calls for the previous owner... and they'd argue with you.. i'd be like listen you obviously havent even talked to "joe" in 8 years cause thats how long he's been without this phone number
 
Several years back I was doing a shift on the ambulance and we had a great big old cell phone mounted on the wall between the cab and the box to call in patient reports on.

Out of the blue, it rings. I didn't even know you could call in on it. It was someone trying to call the complaint line for the local mass transit system. I told him about fourteen times that he'd called an ambulance and I couldn't do anything about his complaint before I gave up on him understanding and I hung up on him. As soon as I hung up, it rang again, once again it was someone trying to call the complaint line who didn't believe me when I told her she'd called a wrong number. Then it happened again. And again. And agan.

After several of these calls, my partner is getting pretty amused at me snarling at idiots on the phone. Then next time it rang he snatched it up and answered it as the local mass transit agency. He 'Mm-hmmm'-ed and 'Ah'-ed several times and then said "That sounds like it could be pretty important. Let me give you to my supervisor." He then told me that they were calling because a local rail station had a lot of mud around it because it was new and the grass hadn't come in around it yet. It had rained the night before. The guy he was talking to wanted to know if we would put down plywood over the mud so people wouldn't have to walk through mud.

Then he handed the phone to me.

I told the man on the phone that he was confused: "You've misunderstood, sir. That's not a problem. It's a feature. That's part of our new program m to help people get in touch with the filth that is Dallas."

That time HE hung up.
 
OMG, that shoulda been on CrankYankers!!! That's priceless! I wonder if that man stroked out over the price of bird seed? "Here Lies Elbert Curmudgeon. His Death Was For The Birds". Really, you gotta watch your temper when you get older. He coulda blown a gasket.

Why don't people believe it when you tell them they have the wrong number?

Freaky...

Cherie
 

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