2 thoughts on “Confessions of Debt Collectors

  1. I quit reading at “he winded up going home and shooting himself.”
    Fuck them. Come and get us. ALL of us.

  2. I found that if I was nice to them, they were nice to me. I was behind on my car payment for a couple of years, a month at a crack. This one mean nasty collector kept calling me. After the third month or so, I started saying “Hi, Tom!” in a really pleasant voice. We got to the “have a nice day” point, eventually. I think we both were a little sad the month I paid it off.
    On the other hand, there was the debt collector who called for my brother the day after he blew his brains out. I wasn’t very nice for that call.

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