tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post7400503805789581247..comments2023-10-24T05:05:24.143-07:00Comments on BULLET HOLES IN THE MAILBOX: CREDIT SCORESBulletholeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09331404499950190378noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-15453792438298760982009-02-05T00:26:00.000-08:002009-02-05T00:26:00.000-08:00oh-- NOT firl, But Girl!I need Am. history for my ...oh-- NOT firl, But Girl!<BR/>I need Am. history for my GIRL!!<BR/>MunchkinAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-25135482588766825682009-02-05T00:21:00.000-08:002009-02-05T00:21:00.000-08:00Oh, yeah. I just emailed my "optomistic parents" N...Oh, yeah. I just emailed my "optomistic parents" NOT to engage in any speech w/ people of that nature. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, when we answer the phone, and we know it's a gimmick, we pretend we have CHinese voices and can't understand any word of English!! It's really funny and goes on for a long time, and then, well, the girls get kinda tired of it and we give it up. I tell them to let the handset just sit there!! <BR/><BR/>So, they get to hear the horrors of homeschooling: If you don't finish that report right now, I'm going to call our public school and ENROLL you into it!!! Finish up that dissection of Annelidia-- or your'e REALLY going to smell formeldehyde when your'e working in the city morgue!!!<BR/><BR/>Holy COW, Bulletholes, I think we need another history lesson!! My 9th grader is doing Joy Hakims' "A History of US" and she's just starting the Reconstruction era in our country's history.<BR/><BR/> Ok, she needs a "test" in the Civil War and before, can you construct a history test?? I would be really humbled. If you could provide a "test" of everything that transpired when the first "Europeans" came over here, till the Civil War. <BR/><BR/>Oh-and-- hello?? She is insistant that the Merrimack (sp) and Monitor did NOT clash together-- rather, it was the VIRGINIA and Monitor. DON'T ask her that on any kind of history question! Really, if you look at it, it really was the Monitor and Virginia, b/c the V/g was iron clad then!! and hello, that's when modern warfare began bt ships!!<BR/><BR/>Hey-- again, I would love some kind of an American History test, just to make sure that I'm teaching her OK, before Reconstruction. (1888). So, that might keep you busy for a while!!<BR/><BR/>So Sorry for the repeats. but doodoo, I need an AM HI test for my 9th grade firl!! Thanks, Munchkin!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-29132697555817177962009-02-03T11:05:00.000-08:002009-02-03T11:05:00.000-08:00thank you for the smile AND the laugh ... i'm expe...thank you for the smile AND the laugh ... i'm expecting similar phone calls to begin anyday now ... it's not that I can't pay, i just really don't feel like it, at the moment.<BR/><BR/>I used to put my youngest on the phone when these solicitor types rang. He was about 3 at the time. Old enough to answer, <I>"Yeah...she's over there!"</I><BR/><BR/>the innocence of youth - i should have known better!<BR/><BR/>xxx<BR/>rdmred dirt girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12939283533222061484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-67041280902073453472009-02-02T21:34:00.000-08:002009-02-02T21:34:00.000-08:00LOL. Sigh. Oh, Steve. You're always good for nice ...LOL. Sigh. Oh, Steve. You're always good for nice laugh. That poor woman.GrizzBabehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07229663134377237230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-50401485046086693772009-02-02T18:10:00.000-08:002009-02-02T18:10:00.000-08:00This is beautiful!!I soooo would have put the phon...This is beautiful!!<BR/>I soooo would have put the phone down, run to the stereo and put on the boom chicka waa waa music. A little *Shaft* maybe, to set the mood...<BR/>Honey, that was NOT a legit call. She wanted your SS #. If you owed them money, they would have sent the Mounties long before now!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-31295975286025882292009-02-02T17:08:00.000-08:002009-02-02T17:08:00.000-08:00OMG, Bullet!I am roaring laughing at this one! Do ...OMG, Bullet!<BR/><BR/>I am roaring laughing at this one! Do you know that I once had the job of the young woman in this story??? It was a nasty job, and she's right. With auto dial, you hang up first...<BR/><BR/>My favorite episode ocurred when I contacted a gentleman and went through my spiel and he said, "Lady, I'm all soaped up naked in the shower and don't have anything to write with. Can you call back?"<BR/><BR/>I almost died laughing then, too!ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-73936136810516543252009-02-02T16:03:00.000-08:002009-02-02T16:03:00.000-08:00You are such a wonderful exercise program. My inn...You are such a wonderful exercise program. My innards must be getting into shape. My ribs hurt from laughing.<BR/><BR/>FloridaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-79546466626845327362009-02-02T14:44:00.000-08:002009-02-02T14:44:00.000-08:00Well, something very similar happened to me a whil...Well, something very similar happened to me a while back. Except for that last bit. And I didn't give them anywhere near twenty minutes.<BR/><BR/>Someone called and said that we owed for an old phone bill. At the time we were still paying stuff with paper checks, so I had a recent phone bill right in front of me, and it was just a normal phone bill that didn't say anything about this money being owed. And then she says it is for an old phone number. We never had that phone number, so I knew we didn't owe them any money. We have a common name, so they must have us confused with someone else.<BR/><BR/>So a SS# would clear up that confusion. So I went and got my husband's number, and I came back to the phone, and she wanted me to read the number. No, you read me the number you think it is, and I'll tell you that you're wrong. It doesn't work that way, you have to read your husband's number, at least the last four digits. <BR/><BR/>I wasn't going to read her anything. At the time I didn't know that she could actually do something with the last four digits, but she had made me mad at this point. And I decided that I didn't want to take the chance that she could do something with it. So I said that I was doing her a courtesy talking to her at all, cause she obviously had the wrong person. And if she wanted to read me the number she had so that she could mark us off the list because we didn't owe for any phone bill, that's fine, but if not that's the end of my wasting my time talking to her.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I did not know that about the auto-dial not being able to hang up. Now that I know, I could have some fun with that.laughinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11999190808736700318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-29354967037248855512009-02-02T13:16:00.001-08:002009-02-02T13:16:00.001-08:00I've had to leap in a few times and stop my husban...I've had to leap in a few times and stop my husband giving our bank details to some anonymous voice on the phone. How no-one's emptied our account yet, I'll never know. Oh dear. Bet I just jinxed myself.Lilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07674290059708540185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-48199191549444472072009-02-02T13:16:00.000-08:002009-02-02T13:16:00.000-08:00Don't know whether to laugh or cry. It would be i...Don't know whether to laugh or cry. It would be interesting if she followed up on your invitation...Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18356998698106275372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-58501018351534121192009-02-02T11:56:00.000-08:002009-02-02T11:56:00.000-08:00That poor woman. But how could she not laugh? I ...That poor woman. But how could she not laugh? I sure as heck did. If they really want it, and are legitimate, they will send it in writing. No way would I give out my SS # to somebody that called me.Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15998945782450878164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-85733943812703861282009-02-02T11:46:00.000-08:002009-02-02T11:46:00.000-08:00Souby, I'm thinkin she (or her husband) might come...Souby, I'm thinkin she (or her husband) might come a-knockin'!<BR/><BR/>Gewels, it was a real delight!<BR/><BR/>Waiter- I called my ex-wife and she said that yes, some idiot CC company had sent me a Credit Card. it is probably my debt, but I'll be damned if I give anyone my Social over the phone. Not one digit.bulletholeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13681107556161747976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-20083118264167690452009-02-02T11:04:00.000-08:002009-02-02T11:04:00.000-08:00Oh Mister Bulletholes, I just love that! Of course...Oh Mister Bulletholes, I just love that! Of course, ten years and a bankruptcy ago, they know it's a lost cause, but the banks are trying to squeeze blood out of stones right now in order to pay their executives bonuses that most of us would take an entire working life to earn.<BR/><BR/>A long, long time ago, I had a business and it crashed. No government offered to bail me out. Nobody blamed the market, the chinese, or anybody at all but me.<BR/>I blamed me too, and felt very bad about the whole thing of failing in business.<BR/>The bank which had given me an overdraft triggered the crash, when a new manager told me I had to pay off my debt, and no further overdraft would be permitted.<BR/>I went to him with my figures and spreadsheets and order book, showing that the business had made the upturn towards success, but that it would take a further four months before the income started paying the loans off. I asked for a freeze on the compound interest, which his predecessor had offered. Sadly, the good guy had suffered a heart attack, and the bad guy had come in with a mean attitude, wanting to make a name for himself. <BR/>The result of his ultimatum was that the business folded, and the bank got very little back, because instead of agreeing to take the sum I could raise from selling off my van and all the equipment, as full and final settlement, it said it would prefer a weekly sum for the rest of my life.<BR/>But the tax man also thought I owed him my lifesblood.<BR/>So I went bankrupt.<BR/>Now I felt bad about that for years, but the same bank's head office loaned billions to some banana-republic, then, after they had a revolution, wrote off the entire debt....<BR/>My debt?<BR/>Less than the cost of a middle manager's company car.<BR/>But oooooh no, can't write off any of that.<BR/>They kept phoning me for years to see if I'd magically found a pot of gold. I wish I'd dealt with them like you did.soubriquethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01151288534629885195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-59011051013037906362009-02-02T09:44:00.000-08:002009-02-02T09:44:00.000-08:00Don't I wish I had your phone tapped during that c...Don't I wish I had your phone tapped during that call.<BR/>Too funny!!!<BR/><BR/>I'm laughing I'm crying!!! A day in the life of Bulletholes.GEWELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15667187693235282985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-63851327143758500842009-02-02T08:42:00.000-08:002009-02-02T08:42:00.000-08:00You played that one real good Bulletholes.Unbeliev...You played that one real good Bulletholes.Unbelieveable to imagine they are even bothering trying to recoup money from over 10years ago.If it was legit then they must be just trying to squeeze anything out of people nowadays. Sign of the times for the credit card companies.They could begin by lowering interest rates for a start......Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com