Me: "hello"
other person: "is this from the window shop?"
Me: "erm no... this is a private cell phone number"
Other: "Oh sorry my mistake"
Me: "Not a problem, excuse me"
I'm so polite![]()
Me: "hello"
other person: "is this from the window shop?"
Me: "erm no... this is a private cell phone number"
Other: "Oh sorry my mistake"
Me: "Not a problem, excuse me"
I'm so polite![]()
I fake a Southern accent and ask people for their order.
Once i got called and they said i have some medical info for sarah or somthing i said you got the wrong number and she's like ok. 30 sec later she called back said the same thing i said you still got the wrong num then she called BACK i didnt answer she left a voice mail when i checked it she wanted sarah to call her i was like Dumb bitch![]()
It depends. I am usually nice unless it's an asshole.
Let me show you the last one went.
Me: Hello.
Young Black Lady: I know what you did.
Me: What?
YBL: I'm gonna smurf you up!
Me: Well, smurf you. I have no idea who you are.
YBL: You know she has AIDS, bitch.
Me: I have no smurfing idea what you are talking about.
YBL: I hope you get AIDS.
*Click*
Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again! I hardly knew I should use me feet again!
What do you have to say for yourself?
Me: Hello
Person : (asian dialect)
Me : Im sorry what was that
Person : (Asian dialect)
Me: Do u have the wrong number
Person: Sory.... No english. *hangs up*
Ok, I'm no grammar nazi, actually, my grammar gets made fun of plenty. But if you insist on responding to everything, then allow me to give you insight into the way you write.
Nobody is perfect, but simple things like this are even annoying to someone (like me) who's first language isn't even English.
Trace the call, hunt them down and kill them.
I hate it when I get retarded a-holes to call and they're like
"Lol hi is Craig there?"
"Uh, no, you have the wrong number."
"Are you sure?!"
"... YEAH LET ME GO smurfING CHECK BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY I DON'T KNOW WHO I LIVE WITH. CRAIG? CRAIG, ARE YOU HERE?!?!?! OH WOW, LOOKS LIKE I WAS RIGHT. NO CRAIG HERE!" >:O
Depends on who it is. If it's a normal person with feelings, I simply say 'I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong number'.
If it's a telemarketer, I do one of four things:
1) Express interest, and say 'Yeah right, just kidding' and hang up when they're convinced that I'm interested in whateverthey're selling.
2) Take stuff WAY out of context. I'll often be asking for pizzas and hot dogs to be delivered. I'll often use a foreign accent in situations like this.
3) Take a deep breath, and scream in their ear as hard as I can.
4) 'HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET MY NUMBER DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME AGAIN!'
Some guy sent me a text apparently thinking I was a girl and going on about his friends Tina and Karissa. I sent back saying "Who's Tina? Is she hot?" At which point the guy figured out I wasn't who he thought I was and threatened to kill me. It's okay with me. Let him try. I've got a darker mind than he does.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.