Recently, Bev and I were awakened by what turned out to be a phishing call. "Unknown Number," read our phone. A thick-accented young man, yelling like his chair was on fire, informed us that our computer has a virus. He wanted us to bring up a page and do something. That's when I hung up.
He called back. Bev hung up.
He called back again.
Me: Hello?
Him: HELLO! WE WERE CUT OFF?
Me: I'm sorry?
Him: WE WERE CUT OFF. ARE YOU THERE?
Me: Yes.
Him: YOUR COMPUTER HAS A VIRUS. YOU HAVE TO...
Me: Whose computer?
Him: WHAT?
Me: Whose computer?
Him: YOUR COMPUTER.
Me: (Click)
He never called back. Anyway, I will cherish the "Whose computer?" "YOUR COMPUTER" exchange as long as I live.
If we'd asked him who we were speaking to, no doubt he would have responded, "ME."
Lee
