Unfiltered Story #117821

, | Unfiltered | August 4, 2018

I don’t usually answer my personal phone at work, but A) the boss isn’t here and B) I recognize the number as one I’ve asked politely not to call me again, so my eye starts twitching and I have a serious need to tell them off again. Politely.

Caller: Hello! I am [caller] from [not my health insurance company]…
Me: I’m going to stop you right there. I’ve asked that you not call me anymore. I already got insurance through another company.
Caller: Ma’am, I believe I could help…
Me: No. Thank you. Please stop calling me. *hangs up*

I go back to work after setting the phone down and rolling my eyes. About a half hour later…there’s the same number calling.

Caller: Hello! This is…
Me: I know who you are and where you’re calling from and I’ve already politely asked two other people from your company to stop calling me. I am not interested. I’m happy with what I have.
Caller: But ma’am…
Me: *losing my patience* NO. I asked you to STOP. CALLING. ME. I am at work and you are interrupting my day. This is borderline harassment. STOP. CALLING. ME.
Caller: I think you’re missing out, but…
Me: *growls* NO. Listen to me RIGHT NOW. You will STOP calling this number or the next person you talk to will be MY LAWYER. Take my number out of your system. Forget my name. STOP CALLING.
Caller: *meekly* Yes ma’am…

Seriously?! I understand having to make quota on calls, but d***! What part of NO do people not get?! I rarely lose my s*** with anyone, but COME ON! They have yet to call back again, but if they do, I think my head might just explode.