Snakes on a cell phone.

“Would you like a credit card?”

Thus began the voicemail that mysteriously arrived on my cell phone without the benefit of a ring not five minutes ago. I knew it had arrived because my screen lit up and Butler – a program I use to enhance event notifications and such – had changed my LED to orange, which is how I set it when I wanted to be notified that there was a voice mail.

I checked my voicemail – which, incidentally, I am charged airtime for during prime time – and lo and behold, t’was spam. Spam! On my cell phone! I paid to listen to spam!

Motherfucking snakes.

Is your cell number on the Do Not Call registry? (www.donotcall.gov)

If it’s been on the registry for more than 31 days, you can make a complaint against them if you know either the number that called you, or the company name.

Unfortunately, we don’t have a DNC registry in Canada yet. I’d dearly love one though. Then maybe I won’t have to keep telling that window washing company to bring a ladder that reaches at least to the 6th floor.