I work from home, and as a consequence, am the sole living thing able to answer the house phone when it rings. Most of the time, it’s a complete waste of time. I get PPI calls, news of refunds, surprise revelations that I was in a car accident and of course, people phoning me up to tell me that they’ve detected errors on my computer (although they never actually know my name).
The situation is compounded by the fact that we’ve only had our new number for a couple of years, and it evidently used to belong to a man called Mr Kitchen. I tell them that I am not Mr Kitchen, yet they still try to sell me stuff anyway.