There is an unintentional Part Two to this posting: Engaged in foreplay and I had no clue.
I’m not certain about the answer to that question, but I’m going to go with NO!
Although? (possible lyrics based on today’s 25th phone call to me)
We call you on phone and annoy you at home
Computer says bad, bad things to us.
There’s a virus and computer will crash in a rush.
We blame Microsoft for this mess.
We work for them too. Let’s run a test.
You try to talk , but we sqawk and sqawk
(US) “Don’t worry.” We can hear the fear in your voice
(YOU) “I’m not worried.”
We ignore you, of course
(US) “Go to your computer and we will tell you the fix”.
(YOU) “Which computer? I have six.”
Not prepared for such a dubious twist.
Nervousness hits. Down my pants, there is piss.
(US) “It’s all computers.”
(YOU) “How can that be?”
(US) “It’s connection to the internet. Don’t you see?
(YOU) “Then I’ll call my provider. They can fix that.”
(US….rattled) “No ma’am. They cannot fix such problem. It’s like dog and cat.”
(YOU) “You make no sense if it’s my internet connection.”
(US) “I made an error. It’s the operating system situation.”
(YOU) “There are different systems running on the computers you see.”
(US….very flustered) “Exactly! Just get on computer and listen to me.”
(YOU) “This is the 25th phone call. Again, Take me off your list.”
(US) “Ma’am! You must hurry on computer to prevent this.”
(YOU) ”LIAR, LIAR, LIAR………..I have IT people in my family. This is such a scam.”
(US….confused, but still reading from script) “Are you there so I can tell you what to do ma’am?”
(YOU) “What the fuck! Take me off your list!”
I keep spouting crapola from my lips.
“Daddy. I am practicing for the big job I will have one day working for Fix My Computer Dude. Now. Once I get some idiot to let me access there computer, how do I get into their personal information?”
I would much rather watch my son’s reaction to having half-eaten Goldfish snacks thrown.