Recently, I have been receiving increasingly threatening phone calls - always from a blocked number. It's the usual lame stuff: "You're a slut", "I'm going to kill you", "Watch your back", "I'm watching you" etc etc. Sure, it pissed me off, and is more than likely work related, but I didn't think too much of it the first couple of times they called. There isn't really a pattern to the phone calls, and they were usually after work hours or on a Friday/Saturday night, so I figured that it was probably some idiot randomly dialling phone numbers. But it just kept happening, always the same person doing the same dodgy accent, and always after significant events in a certain tenant's rental history. Oh yeah, did I mention I'm a Property Manager? I probably should have, cos that's pretty important for my little tale. My point is, I have a pretty good idea of whom is making these calls, but alas, I couldn't prove it at that point in time. Apparently the police and phone company couldn't do anything as a) the phone number is private and b) they are only calling once or twice a month, which apparently isn't frequent enough for the phone company/police to issue a cease and desist notice.
Yesterday, at 11.31am I received yet ANOTHER call, but this time Governor Fuckhead (that's what I am calling them - deal with it) forgot to block their number.
"Huzzah!" I thought. "You're fucked now! Prepare to feel my wrath mother fucker!" I thought, and off I toddled to the Police Station to fuck Governor Fuckhead in the arse with a night-stick.
Imagine my surprise when I presented the Officer with said phone number and was all "Hello Ms Police-man, here is the phone number of the person that has been calling and threatening me, please go do your job now" and was told that "they haven't committed an offense yet".
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! I'm no police officer, but I have watched a shit load of TV and far, far too many movies, which obviously makes me an expert. I really thought that constantly threatening someone's life was illegal. Or at least grounds to have the Boys In Blue pay Governor Fuckhead a little visit telling them to lay the fuck off.
NOPE.
I was given the number for "Scamline" (what?) and sent on my merry way rather perplexed.
My next port of call was my phone company. I wandered into the local phone shop and spoke to a really nice young girl and explained my situation. This is nothing against her, she was really lovely and did genuinely try to help, but it pissed me off none the less. I said "Hello Ms Phone-lady, here is my dilemma" and proceeded to explain the above.
At this point in time, I should explain that I have worked for ALL 4 of the major phone companies in Australia, so I know there are ways and means of obtaining someone's name/address using a phone number.
The young lady was very apologetic and said while she could find out who the person was using her magic system, she couldn't legally give me the information due to the fucking Privacy Act. She changed my phone number for me (at no cost, which was nice of her) and suggested I speak to the Police. I laughed, and told her I'd already done that, but thanks for her help and good day.
What really concerns me is that for at least 6 months I have been getting these calls. At no point have I received any valid help from the people that are employed to help those in need, all because they need to protect Governor Fuckhead's privacy. Am I right in thinking that this is absurd? I'm pretty sure that I will need to be bashed or whatever before anything is done about Governor Fuckhead, and even then they will probably do nothing due to the Privacy Act and what I am pretty sure is downright laziness. The law is obviously only there to protect the guilty and I call bullshit. I can't even get the information I need from the proper authorities to slap this bitch with an AVO or whatever they're called. It sucks.
So my question for you, dear anonymous, is: How do I find out whose phone number this is? Do your thing internet! I command thee! And by "command", I mean, ask very politely.
I will close by saying this:
Governor Fuckhead, you will not beat me. I know who you are, and as soon as I get concrete proof, you will feel my wrath. My entirely legal wrath, in the form of a legal arse-raping with a night-stick. By the LAW. Not by me, but the law. Hooray!
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