The phone rang. I looked at the caller id. "Another telemarketer" I thought to myself. "HHEEELLLOOOOO!" I answered in a lunatic voice. It was just a recording on the other end. I felt a twinge of disappointment. It was fun to mess with those pestilential live telemarketers. Not that I want them back; on the whole, I wish all types of telemarketers would evaporate. (Not the people themselves, just their calls. My brother and my sister-in-law were both telemarketers in their young college days.) It was entertaining to mess with those poor saps though.
A while later...
I'm feeling better now. A live telemarketer called me just now. I answered the phone something like this: "wegoooishbnalpigpig"
"Hello?" from the TM
"Hello!" me in a strange voice.
"What language do you speak? Spanish, Portuguese?"
"Pig Latin"
"What?"
"Pig Latin... igpay atinlay... igpay atinlay!"
He hung up on me. I giggled.
3 days ago
6 comments:
atthy usway unnyfa ennyra
I bet you made her day a lot more interesting. She's probably telling all her coworkers what a weirdo she talked to.
Here's a telemarketer I screamed at years ago: http://www.phonelosers.com/media/telemarketer_visa_mastercard_lady.mp3
ROFL! I'll have to try that one out sometime!
Hey Brad, are you pulling my leg? I followed your link and I got an error message that called me a dumby. Hmm, YOU are the dumby!
Itay orksway orfay emay, ouyay igbay ummyday!
I think part of it must have gotten chopped off. It doesn't work here. Ytray againay.
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