One guy with a strong Hindi accent called and emphatically told me, "HELLO, my name is RICHARD JOHNSON!!!!"
He wanted me to get on my computer right away so he could "fix" (load malware on) it and I told him OK...put down the phone, made a sandwich.
Came back, he was still there...I told him I couldn't remember my password.
"YOU FORGOT YOUR PASSWORD!!??!??!"
He encouraged me to try again, so I put down the phone and ate my sandwich.
Came back, he was still there!
I told him that I wasn't able to log in but the cupholder did come out for me to put my drink on, which was nice.
He finally figured out that I meant the CD platter...my wife was in hysterics by this point.
Another guy called and told me to get to my computer right away, I said OK....now I'm on the computer.
He asked me what I saw, and I told him that it was something naughty because he was boring me and I wanted to look at something interesting.
He asked me to describe it in more detail and I said it was all men and begged him not to tell my wife about that.
He asked me why I married a woman if I liked guys and I said he must have never heard of a beard.
The wife liked that one, too....
