So yesterday I'm in my truck and a call comes from a bill collector. One of the local hospitals turned me over to collections a couple of years ago not because I hadn't made monthly payments religiously, but because they decided the payments weren't big enough, so after paying them 4000.00 of the 7000.00 they turned me over to these vultures. **** 'em, I'm never paying them another dime, but I digress.
Here's the conversation
Hello...this is Steve
Is this Steve Winney?
No, this is Steve Quinney
Do you receive your mail at (my address)?
Maybe, what's this in regard to?
This is so and so from such and such and....
Let me stop you right there. I'm not collectable on this debt, I'm NEVER going to pay it.
But do you receive your mail at (my address)
What difference does it make?
Mr. Quinney I want to help you but....
No you don't, you want to collect from me. How does that help me, and why do you need my address?
Mr. Quinney how do I know I'm even talking to the right person?
You got me honey, I confess. I'm impersonating several people who are swimming in medical debt just so collection agents will call because I'm lonely. Will you tell me a story?
awkward silence.... I hang up.