I too get several calls a week, every week, from these A holes. Last year as a buddy and I were driving up to PA, they called. We were bored..long trip..so I decided to have a little fun with them.
After I told them I was interested, the dude told me he needed my mileage and iirc..my VIN.
I told him I was on the 17th floor, and my car was down in the parking garage..before he could say anything, I said" I'll go down right now to fetch my numbers" then I turned on speaker phone, sat the phone on the console, and just rode for a while. Dude actually waited 10 mins.
Then, after about 10 minutes, I got back on the phone and told him.." dadgummit...can you believe I forgot to take a pen..? " I cant remember what he said excactly, but I interrupted him with a " hey! I found a pen!, I'll be right back.." and before he could say anything else, I sat the phone back down and we just rode and laughed. Another good 10 mins passed. I was very surprised he hadn't hung up, but he was still there. I picked up the phone and started cussing. I was going off! I was cussing telling him that the mother effin piece of shiaat pen I took with me didnt work...(my buddy was laughing so hard I just knew this dude was going to hang up) but he didnt. Soooo...again I told dude I would be right back..this time I asked him to please NOT hang up, as I was trying hard to get my
tag number for him..as I sat the phone back down, this time I could hear him explaining to someone else what the situation was. I even heard him say " but I think he said tag number (referring to my comment before I sat the phone down) lol. So another 10 minutes passes..as we continue to just ride along.
When I pick the phone up the next time, I tell him Im eady. He asked for my mileage again.
I give him a random tag number, he asked if this was my tag number? I said "Yes. That's what you wanted correct?" At this point I could tell he was getting a bit frustrated but hes being as nice as he can. Bobby and I have since grown tired of laughing because our faces hurt.
Then..dude ask me if I minded getting my odometer reading so we could continue. He explained where it was located and made sure to tell me again, that he didnt need the tag number.
This time, after 10 more minutes..I came back, and told him that the numbers were too hard to read, that I would need to take my reading glasses to the garage this time. He asked me exactly where I was reading the numbers from. I described the area where one would find vin numbers and no shit..this guys yells. No No No No .the numbers on your speedometer! I told him my speedometer only went to 120, but Ive never driven it that fast. (The laughter was back
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Dude hung up on me! I had him for nearly 45 mins!