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Thursday, 14 August
"Hello, may I speak to the person who makes decisions in your household?"
"Uh . . . I . . . (muffled sobs) . . . hold on a second . . . "
"Oh, I . . . ah, okay . . . "
(fervent whispers, muffled)
"I . . . I'm being held hostage. He, uh, the guy holding me . . . he says he's in charge. So I guess you want him, but he's busy."
"You . . . you . . . what?"
"I'm being held hostage, so you have to talk to him. What's this about? He says he'll kill me."
"God, I . . . look . . . God. I was . . . I was just calling about your long distance plan, but--"
(more fervent whispers)
"Okay, he's interested, so hold on. He's just hanging up with the negotiators."
"No! I can . . . oh, God . . . "
"Hi, this is Tom. I don't have much time here, but talk to me about your international rates. Like, Honduras or maybe Cuba."
"Ah . . . ah . . . sir, I . . . ah . . . "
"Oh, hell, you're going to have to call back, I've got tear gas to worry about here."
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Man, my hat's off to you. Brilliant. :)
That one's even better than my usual "I worship Satan - can I talk to you about your religion?" line that I give them!
one time, back when i still lived at home with my family, a real estate agent called and i said "my parents just died, now's not a good time". they got off the phone quick and didn't call for a while, but then 2 weeks later they kept calling and calling...
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