Over the past two weeks, some anonymous clown has been phoning me on my mobile. Of course, I’m only guessing it’s the same person, but it seems rather unlikely that random strangers (who all just happen to have caller ID protection turned on) would choose to phone me at roughly the same time every single day.
And at roughly the same time every single day, I disdainfully press “reject” and consign the call to the electronic oblivion it deserves. I felt a bit bad doing this the first couple of times, but since the caller also refuses to leave a message+, that feeling wore off faster than you can say, “Leave a message, moron!” I’m sorry, but if you can’t be bothered to let me know who you are, then I can’t be bothered to talk to you. I think that’s a fair exchange, don’t you?
I know that I could put a swift end to this pointless stupidity, but psychologists often stress the importance of ritual in one’s life. Besides, I’m enjoying the game way too much to give up now. I’m interested to see how long it takes for them to crack. Oh that’s interesting. I see Vodacom’s profits are up.
+ Maybe this person has an astonishingly good reason for withholding his or her number, but I have a sneaking suspicion that the reason involves trying to sell me something or offer me yet another credit card