Man Receives a Call from a Telemarketer

Nobody enjoys a call from telemarketers when they're busy at work or having a drink with a friend. There is actually no good time to get a call from one, no matter what they are selling.

Telemarketers are notoriously pushy and stubborn and won't accept no for an answer. The man in this story clearly reached his limit on telemarketers and may even teach you a lesson in how to handle them!

Tom Mabe: “Hello?”

Telemarketer: “Yes, can I speak with Tom Mabe?”

Tom Mabe: “Who’s calling?”

Telemarketer: “This is Mike. You have been selected to receive a complete digital satellite system for free. With this, you’re going to-”

Tom Mabe: “Let me ask you something. Did you know Tom Mabe? Were you a friend of his?”

Mike: “No, I’m not. I’m just calling to offer-”

Tom Mabe: “Hol-hol-hold that thought- hold on a second," he supposedly yells to others in the room: "Hey guys! Get really good pictures of the body… and dust everything for prints."

"Mike, you there?”

Mike: “-Yeah…”

Tom Mabe: “Yeah, lemme bring you up to speed. You’ve actually called a murder scene… Mr. Mabe is no longer with us...I’m Officer Clarke, I’m conducting a homicide investigation. I want to ask you a series of questions… First of all, what was the nature of the business you had with Tom Mabe?”

Mike: “I…I had no business with him. I’m sorry to have bothered-"

Tom Mabe: "No no no hang on, I’m going to ask you to stay on the phone… this call has already been traced and we may need you to come in for further questioning…”

Mike: “You don’t understand, I’m just calling-”

Tom Mabe: “No, you don’t understand. Unless you want to be charged with Obstruction of Justice, it is imperative that you stay on the phone, Mike.”

Mike: “How about you just talk to my supervisor?”

Tom Mabe: “No, we will get to your supervisor in a second. First, gimme your whereabouts…”

Mike: “I’m at work.”

Tom Mabe: “You’re at work?”

Mike: “Yes.”

Tom Mabe: “You bein’ a smart Alec?”

Mike: “No sir-”

Tom Mabe: “Lemme put it to you this way, Mike. Say I want to mail you a letter. What would I have to write on the outside of that envelope to ensure that the mailman will deliver it right to your door? Geographically speaking, Mike, where is work?”

Mike: “40 West (beep), Middleton, Colorado.”

Tom Mabe: “Hold on, that’s 40…”

Mike: “Yes sir.”

Tom Mabe: “Michael, hold on one sec, alright?”

Mike: “Yes sir.”

Tom Mabe supposedly yelling to other people in the room: “Get the Middleton Homicide Department on the phone. Yeah, give them this information. Tell them there's been talk in connection with a fatal shooting and aggravated robbery.”

Tom Mabe back on the phone: “Mike, how did you know Mr. Mabe again?”

Mike: “Wait, you're calling the Middleton Police Department?! I’m hundreds of miles away! I don’t even know the guy, I’m in Colorado!”

Tom Mabe: “No, no, don't worry, that’s just a formality. Have you been to his place of residence?”

Mike: “No!”

Tom Mabe: “OK, and tell me again, where were you last night between the hours of 8 and 10?”

Mike: “I’m not feeling really comfortable with any of this…”

Tom: “Have you ever spoken to Mr. Mabe, Mike?”

Mike: “No, I don’t even know the guy- that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!”

Tom Mabe: “Ok, great, just calm down, hold on, look, just back up… I’ve got just one more question for you, Mike…as you well know, Mr. Mabe was a fabulous homosexual. There is no easy way of asking this… I don’t wanna embarrass you or nothin’… but… were you his gay lover?"

Mike: "What?! No! What the hell kind of question is that?!"

Tom Mabe: "Look look, if gay is your way, that’s okay. I still know there are a lot of gay people in that closet. Not sayin’ I haven’t thought ’bout it myself, you know? Go out to Las Vegas, or something. Buy a couple o’ drinks…”

Mike: “This is ridiculous!” and he hangs up.

Tom Mabe: “Hello? Hello?”