I've had enough.
I am NOT Melanie.
I don't care if her relative just gave you this number, I am still not Melanie. Furthermore, I don't know who she is, or where she is.
I would not like to pick up the prescription filled at the pharmacy.
(for the second time) I would not like to attend the meeting Saturday.
I would not like to reach a settlement out of court or forward stuff on to my attorney.
I would like to stop receiving her calls.
One of the trials for me of moving to a new place is receiving a new phone number. (I fended of calls for Carol Long for nearly a year in Abq.) Super annoying are the calls I now receiver on my cell phone for "Melanie"--who changed her dang number and "forgot" to let certain people know. I am not her answering service. I am tired of fending calls. (S thinks it's funny that this irritates me so much.) I now have a new voice mail message on my phone.
I hope Melanie thinks it's funny that I'm telling everyone she's been abducted by aliens, is pregnant with twins, and being held in an undisclosed facility 50 stories below ground.
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totally hear you...we got calls from a collection agency for weeks that we weren't even supposed to listen to unless we were the ones being called. I finally had to go in and give them some serious attitude. Why do they make me be mean?
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