Sometimes the phone rings at 8 am when I'm fast asleep. It is usually a robot telling me that my pill order is being filled and should be received within ten days. Or a reminder that I have a doctor's appointment a week later. The most recent 9 am caller was an offer from ARTHUR MURRAY'S DANCE STUDIO telling me I had just won three free lessons.
As I rolled over in bed, phone in hand, I explained that I only had one leg (I had majored in lying at TRUMP UNIVERSITY). While the young lady gushed apologies, I interrupted with, "how about pole dancing instead?" She hung up with a thud and a curse. One more scammer. But I'm off their list.
Now what about those offensive calls and stupid surveys or fund raisers who keep 90% of the proceeds? I answer in French: "Bonjour, parlez-vous Francais?" They hardly speak English, not French, maybe Spanish or Farsi. Nevertheless, my fractured French tongue (no pun intended) has severed one more connection.
There is a national DO NOT CALL service that lists your telephone number, and is designed to prevent telemarketers and pitchers, along with scammers, to call you. I've been on that list for ten years and received hundreds of calls, if not thousands. So I'm not going to reveal the number to call.
My final indefensible commentary concerns The Internet per se. That is, how to build a wall around your ears and eyes so you don't see or hear the scams bombarding you 24/7.
First, with Android Systems, choose Marshmallow.com, followed by Nougat.pdf, then Lollipop Only God Knows, highlighted by Messenger and ending with Spam.
If the latter suggestion is driving you crazy, take an aspirin, have a nap and thank me for the therapy. Prozac also helps. No charge for this advice.
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