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My favorite was the guy that tried to get a discover card number by claiming to be a store where I had bought something ...
Oh really? What store?
*mumble* *mumble*. It's a kiosk in the mall.
Oh, okay. That's cool. I was at the mall. Which mall is that?
The big one.
Oh, you mean Willow Grove?
Yes, Willow Grove.
Oh, that mall. Which part?
The new part. I just need your credit card number.
Why?
Well, there's a problem with the item.
Item? What item?
The one purchased with the discover card.
Oh. Okay.
What kind of item was purchased?
I can't tell you that.
What do you mean, you can't tell me that?
It was purchased as a gift, and if the gift was for you it would spoil the surprise.
Oh. I see. So you want ME to give YOU a credit card number, for a kiosk I didn't shop at, in a mall that I don't go to, where I purchased an item as a present, but I'm not allowed to know what it was so I don't spoil the surprise for myself? Am I clear on this?
*dialtone*
Hello? Hello?
Dumbshit.
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