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this happened a while ago, shortly after Case and I got married. Phone rings, I answer.
Me: "Hello?"
Bitch: "May I speak with Casey (her maiden name, mispronounced - badly)?" (No "hi", and her tone was curt).
Me: "Let me see, can I get your name?"
Bitch: "This is Diane." (Hmmm, Casey doesn't know anyone by that name, as far as I know)
Me: "Okay, Diane, who are you with?"
Bitch: "This is a courtesy call" (Oh, okay)
Me: "I'm not going to put her on the line until I know who you're with"
Bitch: "Well it really isn't any of your business" (Oh, really?)
Me: "Well, I am her husband, and you're a telemarketer, so I really have the upper hand here. You'll tell me who you're with or you won't be talking to her."
Bitch: "I didn't know you were her husband and its none of your concern who I'm with and why I want to talk to her"
Me: "Do you know you suck at your job? Don't call this number again." (Yay me! The wife is proud)
Next night, the phone rings...
Me: "Hello?"
Bitch: "May I speak with Casey (her maiden name, mispronounced - badly - again)?"
Me: "Let me see, can I get your name?"
Bitch: "This is Diane."
Me: "Diane you called here last night and I told you not to call this number again."
Bitch "No I didn't I've never spoken to you before!"
Me: "Yes you did. I told you you sucked at your job, remember?"
Click. Never heard from my best friend Diane again.
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