I had to laugh... at myself. What a tart I am.

This morning I accidentally answered the phone to one of those 0800 numbers.
After that hissy pause an Indian voice asked for Mrs S (my wife) so I replied that she wasn't in.... regretting that I'd not just hung up.
He then asked if there was anyone else in related to her.
I said just a minute I'll go and see.
Seconds later I came back on the phone talking like a woman... saying I was my wife's sister and that my wife wouldn't be back until much later.
He asked if I had lived here for longer than six weeks.
You can feel the hole you are digging getting wider and deeper.
Anyway I waffled I was only a visitor, etc .
He said thank you and hung up.
The thing that made me laugh was that afterwards as I was trying to remember who I'd been sounding like as my wife's sister it suddenly came to me....
bloody Lady Constance off I'm sorry I'll Read That Again.
That poor little Indian chap. Wonder how he felt?

 

Mrs S your wife, so Badger isn't really your name?

 

Neither is it Ratty or Moley.

 

A few months ago we had a simlar thread in it i posted about the little indian guy not taking no for a answer until in my best indian voice came into force upon which he hung up.
Yesterday i had another little persistant bugger who wouldnt take no for a answer nor understand my point of view i know i could hang up but hes only trying to make a living so i do try to be polite to some extent. in the end i said look i will put it a different way a way in which you may understand as you are not grasping what im saying........i then when on to say my point in what ive been told and fooled many at work with a near on perfect impression of a indian speaking english, there was a very long pregnant pause in which i kid you not a voice replied in a thick scouse accent ...that was a **** attempt but its not as good as my scouse one is, is it and he hung up . The buggers are fighting back lol

 

I had one phone up introducing himself as 'Tim' from 'the electricity and gas' dept'.I asked him what country he was phoning from and he said England,so I said 'good,whereabouts' he answered 'london' so I asked him where in London and he replied 'on the high street',i was pi55in myself with laughter when I hung up.He still calls,nearly everyday and is from a firm called opus energy and always calls me mr Dean,which is my Christian name.10 out of 10 for persistence.

 

Place I use to work was always getting calls from India asking what telephone company we were with, I use to get great pleasure in telling them that we didn't have a phone, Through the silence on the other end of the line you could almost hear him thinking " you lying get what are you talking on then?" But they are obviously too polite (or confused) to say anything. So it would just remain silent for a short while then the line would suddenly go dead.

 

I ditched the landline when I got cable internet but I used to ask them if they could "hold on a moment" and then I'd place the phone on the side and carry on with whatever I was doing. Normally the call timer would stop after about 4 minutes (indicating the phone had been hung up) or they would call back, although I'm sure once it got to about 50-odd minutes, could have been longer.

 

I work from home in the garage and every day I have my beloved jazz on the hifi from my mp3 player.
We have phones that show "International" incoming calls, so when one of these calls come in I press the green button and put the phone near the speakers and keep on working.
It takes about 4 minutes before the long beep comes through so I really do hope that some little guy is having a good time with my music.