“Is this Mr. Richtmond?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Mr. Richtmond, I am calling for the Local Health Care Provider and I need to ask you so—”
“My name’s Lichman.”
“Oh…uh…so, I am calling—”
“Are you looking for John?”
“Is that Mr. Richtmond?”
“No.”
“Oh. Who are you?”
“Mrs. Richtmond.”
”…oh…I..”
“Do you know where my husband is?”
”…”
and that’s when they hung up.
the moral of the story is: …I don’t know, pretend you’re your own wife and say so in a very gruff voice? I was just fucking around.