This actually happened.
Some Unidentified Caller: “Is Mike Ritchie there?” Me: “Sorry, you have the wrong number.” SUC: “Is this 555-1212?” Me: “Yes, but I’m not the person you’re looking for.” SUC: “Could I speak with Mike Ritchie?” Me: “Look, I told you, wrong number.” SUC: “Are you sure he’s not there?” Me: “This is my cellphone, I’m not him.” SUC: “Well, do you know him?” Me: “What? Who is this?” Chase Bank: “This is Chase Bank calling for Mike Ritchie.” Me: “Right, I got that. And I told you WRONG NUMBER.” CB: “Yes, but do you know him?” Me: “Really? Are you stupid?” CB: “Just answer the question, sir” Me: “I did. This is MY cellphone. I’m NOT Mike Ritchie. I’m taking a crap and, I promise you, there’s nobody else here.” CB: “JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION SIR.” Me: “Ok, FUUUUUUUCK YOU!” CB: click
Postscript: This douchebag called me from a caller ID blocked number. I don’t answer blocked numbers as a rule but this ass clown called me three times in about a minute before I finally took the call. So, if your first response is “You should have just hung up,” I did. Twice.
Stay classy, Chase Bank.