being cold called by a helpful Indian chap...
I had one of those this weekend...
Caller: Hello, I’m calling from your ISP
Me: Hello
Caller: Have you noticed your computer is running slow?
Me: No
Caller: Well it is, I can see it is.
Me: Ah, OK
Caller: Is your computer on?
Me: No. (Actually, it was.)
Caller: Can you turn it on for me please? (He was lying wasn’t he?)
Me: Hold on, I’ll ask the cat.
Caller: Sorry? The cat?
Me: Yes, he’s on the table next to the computer, he’s closer than me.
Caller: Errrrr… OK
Long paws (sorry, couldn’t resist that)
Caller: Is your computer on yet?
Me: The cat is confused
Caller: The
cat is confused?
Me: Yes, he says the computer was on all along but you said you could see it.
Caller: I can if you can just open something for me.
Me: I can’t reach, I’ll ask the cat again.
Caller: Sorry?
Me: I’ll ask the cat again.
Caller: Ask the
cat what?
Me: To open something on the computer
Caller: He can do that?
Me: Of course not.
Caller: You need to take this seriously, if you don’t update your settings I will be forced to block your ISP
(It had to come some time didn’t it?)
Me: Ah, right-ho. Can you just confirm the address on my ISP account please?
Silence
Three minutes and fifty-eight seconds – I checked the phone timing; 3:58 of my life that was more fun than just telling him to *u*k o*f; 3:58 of his life wasted talking to an idiot with a cat, 3:58 when he couldn’t try to scam someone else