Of telephone conversations..or lack of..

Now we have every friendly callers who call to ask credit card application.. and it JARS..

2:30 PM

TRRRING ( the phone rings)

Me: Am furiously trying to trying to figure out something in Dreamweaver to get something in shape.. and I say a hurried “lo ??

Manjit : Hello ??

Me : Yes ??

Manjit : Guess who ??

Me : *Blink* ( hate it when people call and ask guess who )

Me: What do you want.. and who is this ?

Manjit : I am Manjit calling from &&&& bank for a credit card. Have you had your lunch ??

Me : DUH !!!! @^%!@#&*$@&# ( what has lunch got to do with credit card ?)

Me: I do not want a credit card.

Manjit : No please dont keep the phone.. I need to know now if you have any credit card.

Me : Yes I do and I not interested in more..

Manjit : Please tell me the names of the credit card and the amount.. you hold it for..

Me : Me totally pissed.. by now on the verge of being very rude. Dude dont you get a message ? When I say I dont want any credit card, why would i want to share any info of the sensitive kind involving figures and money with you… DUH…

Manjit : ( now whining) but I have to fill this form. And you have to help me. Can I call you later..

Me: Slowly put the phone down.

On the same phone conversation note some wrong number stories:

Rocky has got a spate of wrong numbers coming in to his phone. He specially gets phone calls from North Karnataka.

in the beginning, he calmly used to tell them in English and in Hindi that is the wrong number.

Seeing that this has no affect, he has started to converse in Assamese with Kannada speaking callers and ait takes them off the phone is minutes..

Rocky’s friend Prasad who is very well versed with many South Indian languages also gets one call from one number very frequently. That caller is a truck driver and he keeps calling Prasad to listen to  him since he is his employer. Prasad tried talking to him all languages but to no avail. So Prasad has agreed to be the owner of so many trucks honorarily.

Everytime he gets a call :

Truck driver : Sir, I am in trouble. Police has caught the truck. What to do ?

Prasad : Really. Wait there for half and hour I will be there.

Another Call

Truck driver : Sir, we have a puncture, and the shipment will be late… and blah.. what to do ??

Prasad : Wait there.. I will be there in an hour..

One day, while Prasad was on his way from office he gets a call from the same guy. He picks up the phone and tells him “ dont worry I am on my way, wait.. ”

And the saga goes on..

This takes the cake..

Caller A : Is Mohan there ?  ( this has been going on for days.. and inspite of telling him that this is a wrong number he insists to speak with mohan.)

Caller B: Mohan ??.. he pauses.. Oh yes ..Mohan is dead….

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