I am not surprised - but humanities depth of stupidity - it's amazing.

In the last 2 weeks - I have had 6 or so people I am phoning, ask me what my phone number is.

I say, "It's on your Call Number Display."

And the dumb cunts, will then start to read out, the number on their screen, that is coming from my phone to me, to ask me to verify if that is the right fucking number...


These days I just cut their stupidity short, by interrupting them and saying loudly and slowly so there can be no uncertainty as to what I am saying, "The number that IS on your screen, IS the number of my phone. There is no need to read it out to me."

And the cunts will go either "Ohhhh Ohhh Ahhhhhh..... - what do you mean?"

Or they will piss and moan with some shit like, "Oh - your very rude."


It's the sort of dumbness, that parallels asking, "How do they fit all that water inside this little tap?"

They are the sort of people I'd like to tell them to get under their car, so they can turn the knob on the car jack, to let the car down, and if they ask "Isn't that dangerous", I'd like to tell them - "Noooo you have to be under there in case the jack jams part way down, so we can still get the jack out."



Like I am prepared to show people kindness and educate them - but in this day and age, where everyone has a fucking mobile phone, Call Number Display - is on every phone on the market etc., etc., etc.,

And everyone one knows who is calling them because the number is showing on the screen and you can even program your phone to add names and photos to the incoming number etc., etc., etc.....

So it's a fact of life that there are people in this day and age, when you tell them that the phone number displayed on their Call Number Display, is the number of the phone, that the person IS using to call them from - who just don't fucking get it....

It's like some people, that no matter how many times they get told that fuel vapour mixed with air is flammable, and you must not use a lit flame from a cigarette lighter, to see how much fuel is inside a drum, and no matter how many safety films they see - the stupid cunts go and go it anyway.

While not exactly malicious, my kindness and willingness to help the mentally defective does start to dry up and I am not the least bit opposed to stupid people removing themselves from the gene pool.

After a certain point, I lose any inclination to want to pander to their stupidity and just call them on it.


Perhaps I should start print this out and start to tell them the following bullshit..

"Noooooo - the number you just read out to me? That is not my number! I am calling you on Idi Amin's phone, from Kampala Key Club in Uganda, Afrika."

"Who?"

"Da Da - Idi Amin - His Excellency President for Life, Field Marshal Al Hadji Doctor Idi Amin, VC, DSO, MC, Lord of All the Beasts of the Earth and Fishes of the Sea, and Conqueror of the British Empire in Africa in General and Uganda in Particular.

Here call me back on +256 41 308362017828"

Then I find out 3 days later they have tried to call me 9 times on that number.....

"Ello Deah?"

"Sing Along Wid Me! Or else ah shoot you"

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