The Toll-free number spammers
We had been getting calls on our 1-800 number, wherein the caller never says a word, usually it would go to voicemail, and slightly run up my 1-800 bill from Lingo if I went over my allotment. The 1-800 number routed to our main number, which happens to be my cellphone. I managed to block some of them using a handy bit of Android software, “Call Control”, future calls from the logged number I could program to be hung up on, silently ring, or go to voicemail. Blocked numbers also go into a community blacklist, which seems kind of like cellular McCarthyism – but I am sure there has to be multiple people flagging it for that to kick in. (Like on Craig’s List) But they would somehow spoof the system to make other numbers appear as the calling party.
I couldn’t take it anymore
The 1-800 number callers got so bad, I finally did something I had been thinking about for a long time, I got rid of the 1-800 number. It appears that this evil entity out of Brooklyn is focused on running up toll charges? Now with our regular number only and using call control, it’s no longer a problem.
Why can’t old lovers become new friends?
Apparently Lingo is having a hard time with our breakup because they want the modem gizmo they mailed my like eight years ago returned to them else a $75 fine (Which I don’t see any evidence of having agreed to) and they billed me again this month. The 1-800 number ran about $40+ a month, so if that’s a total of $110 to make them go away, I guess we can deal with that. I complained by email but got no response. I don’t like to talk to their customer service people in India, who somehow manage to be unfailingly polite yet hateful at the same time.
These were in and out of stock for the longest time, and the plywood was kind of flimsy. Imagine our delight when we ordered 6 dozen and they all have thicker plywood, not flimsy at all, straight and true on every one. We are sure that you will be delighted, and almost tempted to blow some Pall Mall Menthols on it to make it smell like Grandma’s house.
So, Click here to get yourself a classic red box containing a family doghouse plaque and FIVE dogs! – It’s just the thing!
We got two dozen of the “Talking Annoying Orange” to try them out, when they arrived we promptly lost two to pilferage, they were much cooler that I thought so I went to stock up, alas my supplier sold his entire supply to some chain store. So, please enjoy these annoying talking oranges while they last.
It seeems like just a few years ago that we started this little mom and pop Internet store, but we got to bickering about it, and as usual, Teresa is right. We have been doing this since 1998. We looked it up on the Washington state DOR site.
All I have to say about that is, I’m glad that I have a good “day job” or we would have starved.
P.S. I smudged the address, we are online-only and our dog might bite you if your ankles aren’t protected.
We were fixing to go in the hardware store, but then I saw this in the parking lot; is there a zombie incident at the Home Depot? Or is he just picking up supplies? We took our chances. I did see a lot of glassy-eyed people shuffling around, but they didn’t seem interested in my brains. False alarm!
“Our evil psycho neighbor, Doris W. of Omaha, NE has been calling us and harassing us for 3 years
by using all kind of phone numbers on her cell phone & then hung up immediately. Doris W. dialed
this phone number (800-296-0885) on her cell phone and blocked her phone number while she was calling us.
She watched us thru her livingroom window (day & night) and she lives across the street from us
and she looked right at our livingroom window. She is a nosy evil jealous old ugly witch.
She doesn’t miss anything we do outdoors and indoors. She is the biggest gossiper in our neighborhood
and turned all the neighbors against us and told them to do mean things to us for her
and the neighbors are so dumb, they do whatever she tells them to do. How sad.
Doris knows we never did anything to her, but she is so obsessed with us and she needs help.”
Apparently, it was Doris all along. Who knew?
Today we salute Phil Cammarata. His thing was to assemble some old photographs, and then write a story that the photographs would sort of illustrate, in a humorous way. Or maybe he did it the other way around.
Personally, I think she looks more like Edna, or Eunice. What is her long jacket made from? Sealskin? The look on her face tells me that her undergarments might be made from the same material.
My next task is to acquire other Cammarata captioned-picture books, including “Did anyone bring an Opener?, “Political Zoo” and “Catnips”. I suspect “Catnips” might feel like a pre-digital “LOL Cats”, not that there’s anything wrong with that.