Why I just have a debt collector all bent up out of shape? And all I did was 'ask questions'. I ain't going to even go into the long version. However, I noticed that, when you take them out of their script, they have no idea what "thee" phuck is going on. And then, they started challenging me with the, "let me transfer you move." I felt like Bruce Lee in "Game of Death." I was walking up them stairs, and at each level, brutalizing workers. ππ€£π€£π€£ Why they hang up on me, Fam? Family, They hung up on me... Annnnnnnnd, I called 'dey ass right back. Then, I took 'em into that deep water. I was like: (This Some of The Sh*t I Was On): How did you come into possession of the address, name, dob, and ssn that you're currently inquiring about? Oh, you 'purchased' this account from? Are you an affiliate of this company? What 'instrument' did you use to accomplish this? Hey, do you guys have a DOA to 'collect debts' on behalf of the united States of America? Better yet, where are you located, and do you have a 'certificate of good standing' where you formed to do business? And do you have 'license' to conduct business in the state of Illinois? They kept dropping the call. Of course! But, just for 'record' I'm going to put er'thang down as a 'writing' and make sure they comprehend that "ain't no party like a living man party 'cause a living man party don't stop." It feels so clean to move with authority and right. No loud talk. No back and forth. Just cats scrambling to get it right. It felt good to know that they were scrambling trying to back track. They were 'offended'. How, Sway? You call me up. Don't know me. Asking me questions about business that I know you weren't a part of. Talking about 'verifying' me. Nawwwwwwlll, Homie. Verify yourself and why you speaking on MY business. I torched they ass though. Ya'll have a great day family. As always, I pray that you and all that you love remain encompassed in the peace, blessings, and mercies, of Heaven - here on earth. π€