Cold Calling Telemarketers – They hassle you for PPI, Pensions, Microsoft scammers, the Accident you never had to name a few.

Now I know everyone needs to work, but these bastards are a different breed, a law unto themselves and a lot of them are from India, called Dave. My Arse are they called Dave! Cunts!

Whilst waiting for a reply for a couple of job interviews one time, I had to answer my phone, in case it was said job.
I regularly got calls from these fucking arseholes. Not satisfied with fucking calling me, They try to text me too.
That was 6 months ago and yet still they call and text……….They’re persistent little fuckers!
Not only do they fucking piss me off with their constant calls and texts, they disturb my other half, after a night shift.

~The accident I never had, yet they had all the details(apparently)……….Yeah right!
~Microsoft, I’d been hacked, really? I don’t use Microsoft…wankers!
~Some random Insurance company called ‘Black Pearl!’ I kid you not, claiming they’d got my pension details, they hadn’t, they were spouting the wrong info!
~The bank(apparently) wanting to know why, I haven’t used my American Express card, I don’t have one!
~PPI on that loan I had, again, what fucking loan!

There’s many more I could mention but the list is endless. These fucking scamming cunts will do anything to try and nick my info.

I kept blocking them until my block feature was full and they are crafty cunts too, they use different phone n.o’s and if you do try and call back (number withheld of course, so you can rip them a new arsehole) you either get, dodgy cunting piano music or ‘This number has not been recognised’ message in a very ropey sounding yank accent.

Total fucking wankers, at least let me ring back so I can have a fucking word or two.

Luckily my other half and I are on to them, but what about the poor old elderly and not so bright folk?

I bet there’s a big banner goes up with a siren that screams ‘I’ve fucking got one’ when they answer and just for that alone they deserve a fucking good cunting.

Nominated by: Cuntybollocks

I’d like to offer for an extreme cunting – the telemarket, telesales cold calling industry, whose invasion of privacy has now reached epic proportions.

After managing to get some time away from work to indulge in mindless hedonistic pleasures, I have had 15 of these parasites calling my mobile and my landline (the latter which is ex-directory). Quite how they know who I am is beyond me, other than the probable fact that the cunts who maintain the electoral role have sold my confidential info to them.

Bad enough being pestered by some non-English speaking idiot, who fails to understand the rudiments of the words “bugger off”, but for them to then ring back 30 minutes later or clog up my answering machine with verbal diarrhea is to put it mildly, infuriating.

Nominated by: Lez