When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know. I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialled it.

A man answered, saying "Hello." I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f****ng number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits. After talking with her a while, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an arsehole!" and hung up.

I wrote his number down with the word 'arsehole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, " You're an arsehole!"

It always cheered me up. When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'arsehole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from Telstra. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an arsehole!" One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me.

I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first arsehole (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW arsehole too. I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?" "Yes, it is", he said. " Can you tell me where I can see it?" I asked. "Yes, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, in Vaucluse. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front." "What's your name?" I
asked. "My name is Don Hansen," he said. "When's a good time to catch you, Don?" "I'm home every evening after five." "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?" "Yes?" "Don, you're an arsehole!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I had a problem, I had two arseholes to call. Then I came up with an idea. I called Arsehole #1 - "Hello, you're an arsehole!" (But I didn't hang up.) "Are you still there?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Stop calling me," he screamed. "Make me," I said. "Who are you?" he asked. I said "My name is Don Hansen." "Yeah? Where do you live?" "Arsehole, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front. "He said, "I'm coming over right now Don and you had better start saying your prayers. "I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, arsehole," and hung up. Then I called Arsehole #2. "Hello?" he said. "Hello, arsehole", I said. He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are......" "You'll what?" I said." I'll kick your ****," he exclaimed. I answered, "Well, arsehole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover. Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse. I quickly got into my car and headed over to Mowbray. I got there just in time to watch two arseholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead police helicopter and a news crew. NOW I feel much better.

Anger management really works.

 

that's crazy Bluebird. nice to see that women have toughts like guys once and a while lol

 

That has GOT to be one of the greatest things i have ever read! hope its a true story!

 

bluebird, girl that was great. i should go to you for help next time... LMAO.... oh my god that was good. too bad you don't get it on video.... that would have been funny to post....

 

That's funny!!

 

LOL...that's great....the funny thing is i had a similar situation yesterday actually.... i get a ton of calls from telemarketers and other crap, usually i am pretty polite by replying that i am not interested... after the third or fourth time i will reply that i am getting a little upset and that they should take me off of their calling list..... now normally this works, every so often tho i get calls from the same company over and over......yesterday i get a call from American Express and i was seriously having a bad day....my secretary informs me of the call and i decide that i will take it this time.... i pick up the phone and, at the top of my lungs, i make the most painful, hideous noise i could for as long as i could(until i ran out of breath), when i was done i asked, " are you still there?" A quiet female voice with a foreign accent replies, "are you alright sir?" Again at the top of my lungs i repeat the sound i had just made and she hangs up.... After i hang up i can hear laughing and look up and half of my staff is standing at my door just cracking up..... i gotta say tho my day was a whole lot better afterwards......[8D]

 

I don't think Bluebird did that. Mainly because I've seen that a few times. Funny though.

 

You are absolutely right! I didn't do this! Let me tell ya though, there have been plenty of times that I wanted to do something like this.

Usually when telemarketers call me, I know it is a telemarketer because they can't pronounce my name right - when they ask for me, I just tell them I'm not home It works. I definately have to try Scrtsvc's strategy though, sounds like fun!!!!

But on a serious note, if you start getting weird calls, just remember this - that way you don't end up like these two guys!

 

Stick around here for a bit - and you'll see exactly what women can be like , if you read some of the older posts, you'll see!