Why is it, pray tell, that every time we get a new phone number, we also somehow inherit one place that insists on calling it repeatedly, telling us that we owe them money?
When we moved into this house eight years ago, we got two telephone numbers (a home line and a business line). We immediately started getting automated calls from a collection agency on both lines (presumably for different people). We tried ignoring them at first, then repeatedly calling the company to tell them that those people didn’t live here and that we’d just gotten these numbers. They would cheerfully assure us that they’d updated their database, and then we’d get another automated call. If I remember correctly, it was a couple months before they actually stopped.
When GoddessJ got a new cell phone, it was a you-store-it place that kept calling, trying to tell her that her storage unit’s rental was past due. It was several months of irritation before she finally got that straightened out — it turns out they’d misread the phone number.
When I recently broke down and got a cell phone (on a pay-as-you-go plan, because I very rarely use it), it was calls from a collection agency again, both automated and in person. “Craig” (or “Greg,” we couldn’t tell which through the accents) apparently owed them money, and they were sure that he was hiding behind our new cell number. I leave the cell phone off almost all the time, so I’d get messages from them (alternately threatening and cajoling), which I had to spend my expensive minutes to listen to. I finally left the cell phone on and caught one of the calls, explaining to the person at the other end that there was no Craig or Greg here.
They kept calling (which I suppose I should have expected), and yesterday I called them back to explain it again, this time adding that if they continued, I’d file a police complaint for harassment. The fellow at the other end assured me, several times, that he had updated the file and removed our number from their database. End of story, right?
Wrong.
This morning I’d left the phone on because I was expecting a business call, and what do I get but a call (Caller ID blocked) from a person asking for Craig. Again. I flew off the handle, demanded to know if it was the same company (it was), and generally got very irate with the fellow… he immediately apologized and claimed that it was a mistake, that he now saw that I’d called them yesterday, blah blah blah. So much for the insistence that our number had been removed from their database.
I don’t know whether this one has finally gotten the message or not, only time will tell. But it’s enough to drive a computer enthusiast to being a Luddite.
On the bright side, I don’t get solicitor calls very often on my cell line compared to a land line. It’s illegal, so only a few robo-scams call, and usually once a day or less – and it’s easy to spot them in the caller ID (today it was “Wisconsin”, I don’t know anyone there) and tell it to ignore the call. Of course, those few calls sometimes end up on my voicemail – usually only half of the robo-message gets recorded, the scammers should have hired a smarter programmer for their sales-droid. 😉
Oh, congratulations on joining the 21st century with your cell phone. 😉 I waited until I could afford a smartphone before I got mine, I’m more interested in having mobile data than having people call me everywhere; unfortunately I’ve found you pretty much have to have both unless you’re lucky enough to have open wifi everywhere you’re at.
I’ve got a plain old dumb-phone. I didn’t see any need for a smart-phone, since I’ve got an iPod Touch that I use for everything but phone calls. If I need Internet access while I’m out, and wherever I am doesn’t have free wifi (you’d be surprised how many places do nowadays), I wait until I get home.
You mean you wait?! HG, this is the 21st century! “Wait” is so last-century….
Yeah, I’m an old-fashioned kind of guy. 😉