
So I have a kick ass phone number. I really do. It's a seven letter word, and in being such I get an above average number of prank calls. Usually the calls are underimaginative as the caller just says the word over and over, or tries to educate me on what it spells. Of all of them, I have had two calls that were compliments, but the rest just tend to be bored highschool kids or college freshmen.

Tonight however, I have a persistent fuck calling me about every 40 minutes. It's relatively easy to spot as the caller is employing number blocking, so it shows up as unknown caller. The best thing I can do is just ignore it. I've found out from previous pranks that answering it just instigates more calls and telling the person to fuck off initiates a war wherein they have all their friends call as often as their boredom will allow.

Of course, if they fuck up and don't supress their numbers then they've made the sad mistake of engaing in a battle employed via technology against a geek. This particular cock flea is not making that mistake.

Yes, I know - just turn my phone off and I can continue with my slumber undisturbed. I don't have that option though. You see, being a geek, I have to be available this night in case some scheduled network maintenance goes tits up at work. I have to be notified and ready to jump into action.

Maybe tonight's prankster is not merely a bored ass vandal, but instead a jealous boyfriend or brother. When I answered the phone on the second (of many) calls, he asked my name before I hung up on him. I'm guessing he wanted to personalize his message of crank calling boredom.