I’ve been sorely tempted to use my extensive collection of R. Lee Ermey clips (from Full Metal Jacket, natch) on these idiots:
[Warning foul NSFW language]
“Hello, I’m looking for Joe W. Deadbeet, for the purposes of collecting an outstanding debt…”
“I don’t believe I heard you correctly.”
“Umm yes, is Mr. Deadbeet at home?”
“What do we got here, a fucking comedian.”
“Err you see, he ran up $2000 dollars of charges with the Kute Kitten adult toy shop…”
“Jesus H. Christ…”
“And we’ve been trying to find him for several months now to collect the debt.”
“Are you trying to offend me?”
“Umm no sir, but if you know the whereabouts of Mr. Deadbeet…”
“You are the lowest form of life on earth.”
“Excuse me?”
“You don’t scare me, work on it!”
“Umm anyway, if you know…”
“What is your major malfunction numbnuts?”
“I ah what?”
“Bullshit! The best part of you ran down the crack of your mama’s ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress!”
“Wait, there’s no need to get angry…”
“I’ll bet you’re the kind of guy who would fuck a person in the ass and not even give him the God-damned common courtesy to give him a reach around. Don’t fuck me with me again!” <click>
I’m serious, I’m going to do it. In fact two of these assholes called me while I was typing out this message.