no_vaseline_IHB
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And NO, it's not me.
Last night my wife and I sit down for dinner at 6:30. No sooner than I pick up a fork and eat, the phone rings. We know two things before we pick it up:
1. It's not for us. Neither myself nor Mrs. _Vaseline use the land line phone for anything other than calling AT&T when the DSL stops working (which lately has been everytime it rains, different rant) or calling 911 if the power goes out (God willing, that will be never).
2. It's a bill collector for somebody else, or a telemarketer for either the paper or a local floor cleaning company. Our number was formerly assigned to our good buddy "Bruce", who apparently bounced checks with every check cashing place in town before he skipped. I (in a roundabout way) collect money for a living, so I do what I can to help, which isn't much.
So my wife (who is closer) fetches the phone and answers "_Vaseline Residence."
Other Party "Yes, Bruce or Trish _Vaseline please."
Mrs_V: "I'm sorry, who?"
OP: "Bruce or Trish."
Mrs_V: "_Vaseline?????"
OP: "Yes."
Mrs_V: "Miss, I'm sorry. They aren't in our clan. Are you a collection agency?"
OP: "I'm with Wells Fargo Mortgage." Which I'll take as an admission by omission.
Mrs._V proceeds to get our number added to their files so they won't call us anymore since we absolutly aren't thier customer.
She tells me the story and I laugh. Good times.
Last night my wife and I sit down for dinner at 6:30. No sooner than I pick up a fork and eat, the phone rings. We know two things before we pick it up:
1. It's not for us. Neither myself nor Mrs. _Vaseline use the land line phone for anything other than calling AT&T when the DSL stops working (which lately has been everytime it rains, different rant) or calling 911 if the power goes out (God willing, that will be never).
2. It's a bill collector for somebody else, or a telemarketer for either the paper or a local floor cleaning company. Our number was formerly assigned to our good buddy "Bruce", who apparently bounced checks with every check cashing place in town before he skipped. I (in a roundabout way) collect money for a living, so I do what I can to help, which isn't much.
So my wife (who is closer) fetches the phone and answers "_Vaseline Residence."
Other Party "Yes, Bruce or Trish _Vaseline please."
Mrs_V: "I'm sorry, who?"
OP: "Bruce or Trish."
Mrs_V: "_Vaseline?????"
OP: "Yes."
Mrs_V: "Miss, I'm sorry. They aren't in our clan. Are you a collection agency?"
OP: "I'm with Wells Fargo Mortgage." Which I'll take as an admission by omission.
Mrs._V proceeds to get our number added to their files so they won't call us anymore since we absolutly aren't thier customer.
She tells me the story and I laugh. Good times.