The Puppycat Received a Call From Health and Human Services.
(The Puppycat is the spousal unit of Frater Bovious)
“Hello”
Heavily accented, use your imagination “I’m calling you from Health and Human Services.”
“No you’re not.”
“How can you say that ma’am. I am with Health and Human Services.”
“No you’re not.”
“Ma’am, am I speaking to The Puppycat?” (not real name, for those who may be wondering)
“Why should I tell you when you are lying to me about being with HHS?”
“I am calling from Health and Human Services!”
“Ok, who is the head of your ministry?”
moment of hesitation “Oh, I don’t remember.”
“Of course you ‘don’t remember’. You are not with Health and Human Services.”
“Well, if you feel that way ma’am, I will hang up.”
“Bye.”
How did The Puppycat know?
The background noise. Dozens of people all working very hard in the background. Dozens. Working hard. At a government agency.
Detecting scams is hard work. The Puppycat Keeper needs cigars to keep him sane while providing this service. $5.00 will buy me most of my go-to cigar. It costs about 7 or 8 dollars. If you are so inclined, you may smash the button below and I will write about your generosity.
"If you feel that way ma'am, I will hang up." What a crappy comeback. Total lame sauce.