Just got a phone political polling call. I hung up when

[HopeHoops]

8. I wait for the beep to enter a message and yell "FUCK YOU!"

In the mid '80s, I was in college on the health insurance the campus offered (reasonable rate). I got an automated call where the first question was "Are you paying too much for health insurance?" In a deadpan voice, I responded "no". It continued with something like "Of course. To lower your rate enter your (list of information) at the tone." I had some really sick King Crimson on the turntable that I'd turned down to answer the phone. This was a pretty powerful stereo with equally powerful speakers. That's all I left after the beep.