That Stupid Phone Call

This morning, I screamed obscenities into my son's phone like a mad person. Good start, right? The reason I did that was that my son got a couple of phone calls from this number who spoke in Malay. Despite my son telling him that he doesn't speak Malay, he kept calling. And continued calling till this morning when we were heading out to school.

My son, not knowing what he was saying, kept hanging up on the dude but he kept calling.

So, I picked up the call for him.

First, I told the dude in English and Malay that we do not know him and not to call again. He called again and we kept asking him who he was. There are a lot of people who are out looking for innocent girls to hit on and do funky stuff with all the time. I am aware of that but is this it? Is this their modus operandi? Calling random numbers, hoping that the number belongs to a girl and move with that? Maybe I am paranoid? Maybe I am jaded? Maybe I am just....don't know...maybe I have seen too much? Maybe we should just ignore the number.

But he called again and then I got a bit pissed off and asked the guy what he wanted and he hung up.

I called and texted him back and asked him in Malay what he wanted. And you know what he said? He said 'you'. You want ME?!!!?

WTF. I shouted all obscenities at him in front of my guard house and asked him to choose another person to agitate and basically asked him to EFF OFF. He said 'sorry sorry' and then hung up. What on earth is this?! Are they nuts? What kind of people do we have here? Not just in this country but in this world? But anyway, I know there isn't much that I can do to prevent such an instance in the future but it is depressing to know that we have such beings within the human race.

Then again, we have an amazing 'government' in denial and robbing people in broad daylight...what can we expect, right?

Have a good day, everyone.

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