My Fellow Conmen...I Salute You!

I hereby state that I have the democratic right to be conned by a fellow countryman...or woman.

What brought this on you may ask. Well since you ask, I just got a call from somewhere abroad, (checked the call-back) probably India or Africa, and because I mumbled an uh-huh to the spiel spouting from the other end of the phone line, apparently I'd agreed to change my phone company. The phone call was recorded he said . My uh-huh was recorded he said. Of course it sounds a load of baloney and of course after I realised what was going on, I told him to stick it. I won't say where but you can guess. Somewhere in India or Africa
See, it seems, every five minutes I get a phone call from somebody wanting to have my money for some reason. Well, I'm not answering the phone again, ever. Like, a few days ago I had a phone call. From India telling me I was late in paying my phone bill. (See, British Telecom along with a number of other companies have 'outsourced' their call-centres to the Subcontinent where the wages are apparently even less than in the UK)Yes, yes, I know I shouldn't be late paying the phone bill, but it's only been a couple of days. And I've been quite busy recently...you know like trying to earn money to pay the phone bill?

Anyway, the point is, like most people, I find these phone calls really annoying. But do you know what really bugged me? No, go on, guess...No, what really bugged me was the fact the guy was calling from abroad. Why? It's just that I feel if I'm going to be conned by some guy in a call-centre I would prefer if he...or she...was a fellow Brit. I mean, go on, tell me truthfully is that racist?

I just mean I would prefer if the call was from somewhere in Wales, or the North of England or even Scotland. Don't get me wrong, I believe in the global economy as much as the next sucker, technology bringing (in theory) peoples and countries, and with it, ideas and cultures together and then we can all be one big happy family. Conning each other.
I mean, there's no greater illustration of that than the Internet. Did you think a few years ago you would be reading a blog today? You probably like me, didn't know what a blog is. (I still don't know who made that word 'blog' up, but personally I think he should be fired immediately. Unless of course, it was actually a man...or woman called Mr Blog...or Mrs Blog, in which case, I apologise for being rude).
Anyway, getting back to my point as I said before, I feel if I'm to be conned or told my phone bill is late or if I can get a free(not) something or other by just saying uh-huh over the phone while I'm half asleep, I feel it should be by a fellow countryman...or woman.
Preferably a woman in fact, since I quite like woman, and some of these foreign woman I hear are all right actually but that's not the point. Mind you, that's not a completely bad idea. And it's me who's getting conned, don't I have a say in exactly who cons me? And while we're at it, wouldn't it be good if the conperson on the other end of the phone just told the truth at the same time?
Seriously, thinking about it, I wouldn't mind say, some nice American woman coming on the phone and saying " Why, hi y'all, wanna lose some money? "OK I would gladly answer. Or say an Aussie (Dingo?) saying "G'day Cobber, this is your unlucky day Or a mad mademoiselle whispering "Bonjour Cherie, If you give me all your money, I'll give you absolutely nothing in return, it's good non?
Come to think of it, that's been the story of my relationships with women all my life.
And another thing...hold on, better go, phone's ringing...