Well, that was amusing.

[jwgh]

The phone rang, so I muted the volume on my computer and answered it.

"Hello, is Jacob Haller there?"

"Speaking."

"Hello, Jacob. I work for [some company]. Have you heard of us?"

"Nope!"

"Oh, well, we specialize in getting websites to the top of search engine results. I've just been doing some research on your industry. Can I ask you some questions about your web site?"

"Wait -- what industry do you think I'm in?"

At this point there was a short, uncomfortable pause. Then he said, "Well, let me just look at your web page for a second."

I then heard him mumbling phrases from my mother's web page. After a little while, he hazarded, "It looks like you're in real estate?"

"Nope," I said.

"Oh, well, ..." he said, and went back to reading my mother's web page to himself.

After thirty seconds more of this I said, "Well, thanks for your time," and hung up.

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I get periodic flurries

[vardissakheli.livejournal.com]

of e-mail about cartalk.com, where I don't think my e-mail address has even appeared on any of the message boards for several years, asking me about setting up mutual links to various car-related sites. They come from various domain names all at the same IP address, and I've written back to the return address, the reply-to address, and the webmaster a couple times to say that I really have nothing at all to do with cartalk.com, but they still keep coming.

[doctroid.livejournal.com]

After thirty seconds more of this I said, "Well, thanks for your time," and hung up.

FLAWLESS FLAWLESSNESS.

[vampyrecat.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the entertainment. I read that to my husband. Yep.