Beware Of The Pink Perv

(At the cell phone company I work for, there is a notorious caller, referred to by us all as “The Pink Pencil Guy”. New hires are warned of him in training. He doesn’t even have an account. He just calls from untraceable phones. He only talks to female employees. I’ve talked to him twice. This is how my first encounter with him goes.)

Me: “Thanks for calling, how can I help you?”

Caller: “I have a pink Motorola RAZR and I need you to help me change my ringtone. On my pink RAZR.”

Me: “Okay, I can do that. Do you have–”

Caller: “But first, I need you to tell me to get my pink pencil and my pink pad of paper.”

Me: “I can’t do that.”

Caller: “Just tell me to get my pink pencil and pink pad of paper, now!”

(He eventually gives up and ends the call, which was good for me: when he’s lucky to get a rep who will play along, he’ll get more and more sexual about it for as long as he can get away with it.)