The phone was ringing again. Sallie put the pillow over her head, pressing it down over her ears. She breathed deeply, listening to her harsh breaths and the only slightly muffled sound of the phone. She counted slowly, trying to remember how many times it had rung today. She reach six then stopped.
Tossing the pillow aside, she got up and stormed down the hallway of the bungalow. she snatched the phone up from its living room stand and answered it.
‘Miss Pearman?’ a too cheery male voice asked.
‘Did you know you could be owned money on your PPI?’
Sallie sighed, ‘I’m not interesting, please remove my number from your list.’
She hung up and took the phone back into the bedroom with her. Settling down again, she wondered how she was going to get enough sleep for her night shift at the hospital tonight.
The phone ran again.
She eyed it and thought about unplugging it. Instead, she picked it up and asked, ‘who is it was this time?’
‘We’re looking at replacing windows and doors in your area right now,’ a loud female voice spoke, ‘would you be interested in a quote?’
‘No thanks. Please remove my number and stop calling me,’ Sallie snapped and hung up.
She put the phone on the bedside table and tried to get back to sleep again. She muttered to herself about the terrible people. Just as she was dozing off again, the phone rang for a third time. Sallie opened her eyes and looked over. Wondering if suddenly the word had got out that she was answering her phone.
She answered and pressed the phone to her ear.
‘Hello? an Indian accented woman asked.
‘What you want?’ Sallie asked, sleepy.
‘Madam, I’m from Windows tech support and your computer has been sending us messages that it has a virus. Can you please turn your PC on so I can help you sort this problem out?’
‘That’s it!’ Sallie yelled.
She hung up, threw the duvet away and stomped down the hallway. Spotting the phone plug at the wall near the door, she pulled it out.
‘There! that should stop all you cold callers!’ She cried.