- Joined
- Jan 25, 2022
I get called by Indian scammers on average fifteen times a day. Some days it's twenty. It's great. I try to fuck with them for as long as possible so as to waste their time. I use a randomized character builder to feed them every bit of false information they could ever ask for. So yesterday, I get the usual phone call close to eight o'clock, which is usually their cutoff. I answer; Medicare scam. I break out a poppin' fresh fake identity as I'm on hold, then I get a grand idea. Now, when these vermin call you, they already have an idea of what state you live in based on the area code of your phone number. When Pajeet asks, I always say I moved, but kept the phone number. as I am old and set in my ways. This time around, I say "I moved to Los Angles a couple of years back to live with my daughter. But these awful fires burned her house down, so now we're living with her daughter (my granddaughter) in Denver." After a brief moment of dead air, the street shitter replied in the most smarmy, yet broken English, "It is very good of the fires burning your houses down." I had to have him repeat himself thrice. The first, because I thought he mispoke, thinking he barely understood English. The second, because I wanted to make sure he was sure of what he said. The third time was just me fucking with him, after which he hung up.
Now, I despise California and its residents on a moral basis. These fires are a different matter. One should take pitty on theses godforsaken souls in such times. To say such a thing further proves to me that there is no other creature more deserving of mankind's abhorrance than the misfortune of planet Earth known as Indians.
Now, I despise California and its residents on a moral basis. These fires are a different matter. One should take pitty on theses godforsaken souls in such times. To say such a thing further proves to me that there is no other creature more deserving of mankind's abhorrance than the misfortune of planet Earth known as Indians.
