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So earlier I answer the phone and the man on the other end's asking for Sally*. I tell him he's got the wrong number. There's no Sally here.
This guy, rather than apologizing and hanging up like most people do when they dial a wrong number, sighs dramatically and slowly and condescendingly asks for "the owner of the property on X street". As if I'm an idiot who works for the owner of said property but for some reason doesn't know her name. Once again, I say "And you have the wrong number. There is nobody here by that name."
Rather than accepting his mistake, he goes "Hmm. Alright." as if he still doesn't believe me, and hangs up. A minute or so later, he calls back, and I tell him this is still the wrong number. Sally's not here, really. He huffs angrily about "not having time for this" and hangs up again.
Times like this I wish there were werewolf ninjas. So I could send them the hell after this jerk.
*Not the woman's name, of course.
This guy, rather than apologizing and hanging up like most people do when they dial a wrong number, sighs dramatically and slowly and condescendingly asks for "the owner of the property on X street". As if I'm an idiot who works for the owner of said property but for some reason doesn't know her name. Once again, I say "And you have the wrong number. There is nobody here by that name."
Rather than accepting his mistake, he goes "Hmm. Alright." as if he still doesn't believe me, and hangs up. A minute or so later, he calls back, and I tell him this is still the wrong number. Sally's not here, really. He huffs angrily about "not having time for this" and hangs up again.
Times like this I wish there were werewolf ninjas. So I could send them the hell after this jerk.
*Not the woman's name, of course.