BEWARE! A new breed of telemarketers.

Telemarketers have changed. They are more dangerous, more invasive, and much, much scarier.

 I have finally discovered the new tactic in the telemarketers arsenal. The wrong person phone call. Its like when you misdial  your friends number, and you get someone on the other end saying ‘Sorry, wrong number’. So you pick up the phone, and there is three seconds of silence which is always a dead giveaway for a telemarketers call. They then ask for someone, a random name, or maybe they have a list they run though. So far, I’ve gotten Sam Tradish and Ursula (what the fuck?). You say “Noone here by that name” and instead of saying sorry and hanging up like normal people they say “Is this number xxxx-xxxx?” and of course, unless you are onto the jig and hang up, you say “Yeh, but there is noone here by that name” and then they launch into their spiel - “Oh well I am blah from blah blah and did you know about blibbety blabble?”

 They have also shunned the traditional call time of whenever you are eating. They now call, using dark magic from the hell gods, whenever you have just gotten out of the shower. So that means, trying to find something to cover yourself with, that wont embarress you if your roommates see you, and running to the phone before they give up. Fuck you, assfuckers. Fuck you till your holes are raw and bleeding.

 Be warned, people of Australia, people of the world. I recommend joining the no-call list. God bless the Government for getting that started. If I wasnt renting, I would join that list.