Dear Kid,
I can’t believe it actually works.
Well, it didn’t here, but it must somewhere or you’d think they wouldn’t keep doing it.
The scam thing, I mean.
The phone rang at 8:23am. There are a limited number of people who call our home phone early in the morning, so I leapt to answer it. Caller ID politely said “Unknown Caller” which made me skeptical because the limited number of approve people who call our home phone early in the morning generally doesn’t include “Unknown Caller.”
But it’s possible (although unlikely) that either you or Pi were in Serious Difficulties and using someone else’s telephone to try to reach us. (Yes, moms think like that.) So I answered the phone.
“Hello?”
Background noise of an incredibly busy room. I listen for a moment. “Hell-o?” I repeat in much more skeptical mom-tones.
“Yes, my name is [something—I wasn’t really listening that closely] and I’m calling from Microsoft’s technical center about your computer, ok?” The voice belonged to someone clearly not born and raised in ‘Murica.
I laughed. Out loud. I couldn’t help myself.
“No, not OK. You’re not from Microsoft. But what a great way to start the morning with a scammy-person. But seriously, dude, much as I’d love to keep talking and waste your time and money, I have to put on mascara.”
But by then the line was dead. He’d hung up on me. Off to let his auto-dialer try to find someone who actually does live under a rock.
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