so creeped out jfc fuck off
I get a call on my personal cell that went to voicemail. I check the message, and it's a guy saying that he dined at the restaurant but there was an error in charging his credit card. He was all, well, I tried calling the main restaurant and nobody's answering, and I didn't want to open a dispute with Visa, what's the point when I have your number right here, I'll try you!
I'm pretty DER at this. The voice maybe seems familiar. I couldn't catch the name of the guy on voicemail. There are rare occasions when I get business calls on my personal cell, but I really want to keep those two separate. I call the guy back, and he tells me his name is Lucas. And I'm like, okay, I know one Lucas, who is a business contact. I can't recall that I ever gave him my personal cell number though. Whatever, I take down his info regarding the credit card error with a promise that I'll look into it right away and give him a call back.
I dig out the receipt. Name is Lukasz XXXXXXX. It's a very distinctive name. I have never seen it before in my life. What. The. Fuck.
Call him back, resolve the issue, then I ask him to clarify where we know each other from since he's definitely not the Lucas that I know. He tells me that no, we don't know each other at all. I'm like, um, how did you get the number you called, that's my personal cell number. He tells me that he got the number from looking up info on the restaurant website. He says, "Some of us are just more resourceful than others."
WHAT THE EVER LIVING FUCK MAN. YOU RUN A WHOIS ON ME AND THEN CALL ME? YEAH IT'S DUMB OF ME TO HAVE MY PERSONAL NUMBER ON THAT YOU BET YOUR ASS I JUST WENT AND CHANGED THAT IDK WHY I DID THAT I SHOULD'VE PUT THE OFFICE NUMBER ON THERE BUT SERIOUSLY WHAT THE EVER LIVING FUCK. WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT?
WHO THE FUCK GETS AN OVERCHARGE OF FOUR FUCKING DOLLARS ON THEIR CREDIT CARD (WHICH BTW IS HIS OWN FUCKING FAULT I SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE REFUNDED HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE BUT I'M JUST NICE THAT WAY) AND WHEN THE BUSINESS TAKES A LITTLE TOO LONG IN GETTING BACK TO YOU, YOU DECIDE THAT APPARENTLY YOUR ONLY OPTION IS TO RUN MOTHERFUCKING WHOIS ON THE DOMAIN CONTACT AND CALLING HER
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK FUCKING HELL MAN. I CAN'T GET OVER THE INSANE AUDACITY OF THIS.
Look, I have no illusions about information privacy, the internet remembers everything, you can look shit up on anyone, etc, etc. I'm a lot more pissed because it was my personal number, though I realize that's my own fault, but the journey through which this person got the number is EIGHTEEN KINDS OF WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. Like, you don't track down the Facebook of your waitress to bitch about the restaurant's food. Why would you call the web admin to get a refund?
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE FUCKING HELL
I'm pretty DER at this. The voice maybe seems familiar. I couldn't catch the name of the guy on voicemail. There are rare occasions when I get business calls on my personal cell, but I really want to keep those two separate. I call the guy back, and he tells me his name is Lucas. And I'm like, okay, I know one Lucas, who is a business contact. I can't recall that I ever gave him my personal cell number though. Whatever, I take down his info regarding the credit card error with a promise that I'll look into it right away and give him a call back.
I dig out the receipt. Name is Lukasz XXXXXXX. It's a very distinctive name. I have never seen it before in my life. What. The. Fuck.
Call him back, resolve the issue, then I ask him to clarify where we know each other from since he's definitely not the Lucas that I know. He tells me that no, we don't know each other at all. I'm like, um, how did you get the number you called, that's my personal cell number. He tells me that he got the number from looking up info on the restaurant website. He says, "Some of us are just more resourceful than others."
WHAT THE EVER LIVING FUCK MAN. YOU RUN A WHOIS ON ME AND THEN CALL ME? YEAH IT'S DUMB OF ME TO HAVE MY PERSONAL NUMBER ON THAT YOU BET YOUR ASS I JUST WENT AND CHANGED THAT IDK WHY I DID THAT I SHOULD'VE PUT THE OFFICE NUMBER ON THERE BUT SERIOUSLY WHAT THE EVER LIVING FUCK. WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT?
WHO THE FUCK GETS AN OVERCHARGE OF FOUR FUCKING DOLLARS ON THEIR CREDIT CARD (WHICH BTW IS HIS OWN FUCKING FAULT I SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE REFUNDED HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE BUT I'M JUST NICE THAT WAY) AND WHEN THE BUSINESS TAKES A LITTLE TOO LONG IN GETTING BACK TO YOU, YOU DECIDE THAT APPARENTLY YOUR ONLY OPTION IS TO RUN MOTHERFUCKING WHOIS ON THE DOMAIN CONTACT AND CALLING HER
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK FUCKING HELL MAN. I CAN'T GET OVER THE INSANE AUDACITY OF THIS.
Look, I have no illusions about information privacy, the internet remembers everything, you can look shit up on anyone, etc, etc. I'm a lot more pissed because it was my personal number, though I realize that's my own fault, but the journey through which this person got the number is EIGHTEEN KINDS OF WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. Like, you don't track down the Facebook of your waitress to bitch about the restaurant's food. Why would you call the web admin to get a refund?
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE FUCKING HELL