The wanker
About a decade ago I used to work for an ISP that also ran a few of those dating lines, xxx lines etc. One of my fun jobs was to answer calls when the lonely souls checked for any new messages. This was ok, some nights were busier than others but free internet rudeness for your shift wasn't to bad. Until one fine night I answered a call on line 5, thing about line 5 was that it was a premium line costing a few bucks a min so i had to answer promptly and record the calls. On the other end I was greeted with a curious but regular tapping noise, the equalizer creating spikes on the screen in front of me, not allowed to hang up, i repeated my greeting to be met with slightly quicker tapping, I stay silent, for a couple of minutes before i notice the spikes on the EQ trail off and the call ending. Cool, methinks, i listen back to the final part of the call to see what was said as after a while i had turned the sound down on the noise. It was a man groaning as he had obviously just soiled his phone in my ear. Bastard masturbator. So anyhoo I had an amusing time ringing my mates and playing the final 20 seconds or so down the line to them and listening to the confused responses and horror at his happy phone ending..
People suck.
(neighbour of the beast 668 has watched you in secret on, Mon 8 Sep 2008, 1:57, Reply)