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I transcribed this from a call I got the other day. (I have a recorder attached to my phone.)
(Ring. Ring. Ring.)
Me: Hello.
Them: Hello, is this Mr. xxxxx?
Me: Who is this?
Them: Am I speaking with Mr. xxxxx?
Me: Yes. What are you selling?
Them: This is Bob. I'm with (mumble, mumble) and we're related to Medicare. We have a valuable new benefit to offer you.
Me: What do you mean "you're related to Medicare?"
Them: Our health care plans supplement everything you now have and enhance your ongoing coverage.
Me: You're selling something.
Them: Sir, are you comfortable with your current coverage in case of an unforeseen emergency?
Me: Your trying to sell me something. Get to the bottom line.
Them: I'm sorry, sir, but there are certain issues I need to inform you of.
Me: What are you selling?
Them: Sir, you really don't understand ...
Me: (Cutting Bob short.) Yes, I do understand. You're trying to sell me something. Will you get off the script you're reading and get to the point.
Them: Sir, if I could just take a moment to explain how you can benefit from our programs.
Me: What's it going to cost me?
Them: Mr. xxxxxx, the savings and peace of mind you will realize will far offset any minor costs.
Me: Ummm, okay, listen Bob. Why don't you move on to the next victim. I'm not on Medicare.
Them: (click)
I don't know how I got on their list. But I pity the seniors who fall for this crap and let their savings be depleted by hucksters and outright thieves. There has to be a special place in whatever Hell might exist for the scum who prey on the weak, helpless and elderly.
And who knows? This might even be some minor subsidiary of some company owned by the Koch Brothers, or someone else of their ilk. After all, that 1% isn't about to let a single cent slip through their bloody claws.
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