Last night the phone rang, I picked it up and I got the usual pause which means telemarketer. The guy starts by saying someting like "Mr. Furman, I'm calling for the Pennsylvania Chiefs of Police Benevolent Association." So I've got two pieces of information, he's a con artist and he's suckering old folks since my home phone # belonged to some old guy named Furman before it was assigned to me. Apparently Furman bought a sticker from them before. Long story short we spent 10 minutes on the phone and all I said was hello maybe a hundred times in my old partially deaf mentally deficient guy voice. Guys "supervisor" came on for a little while and apparently told him to keep trying, so he went on with the script and the 15 or 25 dollar crap. My kids were listening to my end and just roaring at Papas silly voice. It was good clean fun and maybe Mr Furman won't get ripped off this year.
