Once in a while, telemarketers from the Philippines or Filipino telemarketers from all over Canada call in my house to offer different things. I don’t know if it’s because we’re both Filipinos or what but some of these people are coming on a little bit too friendly in their inquiries. Like a couple of weeks ago, my sister, Kristine, told me that some Filipino guy called my house…
Caller: Hi, may I speak with Mr. or Mrs. Garcia?
Kristine: Oh, they’re not here right now.
Caller: That’s weird.
Kristine: How is that weird? They work evenings.
Caller: Who is this?
Kristine: Their daughter.
Caller: Oh, is this the beautiful daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Garcia?
Kristine: Um, sure.
Caller: So, I’m talking to the beautiful daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Garcia.
Kristine: (Too weirded out to say anything.)
Caller: (Kept on saying stuff).
Kristine: Can you just call back in the morning?
Caller: Okay. I wanna say thank you to the beautiful daughter. Have a good morning, ay, good evening.
Kristine: Okay, bye.😆