Wham, Bam, Caught Ya, Spam

Hick has been waiting for a call back from one of his doctors. You know how it is these days, you can never talk to a real person, only leave a message, and hope they return the call. It is NOT his back doctor, so there's that.

Anyhoo... I had the landline phone with me at the kitchen table on Monday, because I was going to call my automated bank system to review my checking account transactions to see which checks had cleared. The phone rang. Usually, we let the machine take a message. But when I glanced at the number, I presumed it might be Hick's doctor. The area code and exchange looked like it was from that town.

"Hello?"

"Hello? I am calling for Valrene..."

"WHO are you calling?"

"Val. Calling for Val."

That sounded a little to much like the LAND SHARK to me! Changing my name when questioned. Besides, he had a heavy accent. Perhaps Indian. I don't know anyone in India.

"What do you want?"

"This is Medicare--"

"Is this a SCAM CALL???"

"Yes it is."

HE HUNG UP!

I swear he said it was a scam call, heh, heh! I guess all you have to do is ask.

When I ran that number by Hick, it was one digit off from the town of his doctor. So if he calls back, I know not to feed the scammer. IF he calls back. It's been two days.