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At some point I advised one telemarketer / scammer that the postcode he had quoted was wrong, and he asked me what the correct one was. I told him it was PI55 0FF, (I quoted it to him using the recognised phonetic alphabet so he would get it correct - PAPA INDIA FIVE FIVE ZERO FOXTROT FOXTROT so he said he would updete his database. Ever since then most of the junk marketing or scam calls I get from call centres in what sounds like the indian sub-continent now quote this to me. If I have time I often keep them on the line at their expense for as long as possible, giving them the most ridiculous answers to their questions. Few of them realise that they are being strung along.
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BWAHAHAHHAHA! And I bet they don't get the joke either, do they.
Sounds a lot like what the '419 eaters' do. Bait the scammers into doing all sorts of ridiculous stuff and generally waste their time.
This was one of those times where my mouth says "have a nice day" but my brain says "go step on a Lego". - RegisterAce
I can't make something magically appear to fulfill all your hopes and dreams. Believe me, if I could I'd be the first person I'd help. - Trixie
Alaska's not the only state people have a hard time figuring out it's a state. *Points to my location.*
Since 1912, and before that, it was a territory. Hasn't belonged to Mexico for a very long time.
Know that's right. I grew up in Albuquerque. One time, someone said I spoke English very well. Gee, maybe because I was raised speaking it? Another time, someone asked if I had a green card? In that case, I did, and showed them...my Army ID card.
I've heard people have inquired about visa information to visit New Mexico. And of people expecting to see gunfights and stagecoaches. Gunfights, well, they're done by gangbangers, especially in that part of town called the War Zone. Stagecoaches, maybe at the State Fair.
I have to get back there sometime...if nothing else, I've heard about a Frankensteinian food creation called the Disaster burrito...
But seriously, I wonder about the public educational system at times. I'm very glad that my "kid", well, to paraphrase the song, she don't need no education. She's a very smart kitty.
Friends help you move. Rare friends help you move bodies.
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