Unfiltered Story #226524

I’m 12 years old sitting at our kitchen table when suddenly our landline rings. Note: the telemarketer is female.

*Phone rings*
Me: *Answers* “Hello?”
Telemarketer: “Hello, this is [Name] with [Company] I am looking for [Name]. Is he currently home?
Me: Are you a lady?
Telemarketer: *Awkwardly silenced*
Um, yes.
Me: Oh okay. *Hangs up*