Idea for counter phone scamming

[P3nT4gR4m]

Not sure if this is workable but I figured there might be a few on here who either know if it is or know people who do.

The problem: Dumb fucks phoning you up with some bizarre excuse to get your credit card details. I've always been of the opinion that anyone who falls for this shit pretty much deserves to get fleeced but it's still a pain in the ass having to pick up the phone and tell some bangladeshi twat to go fuck himself to death with a chainsaw. Those are seconds of my life that I'll never get back.

The solution: Maybe it's possible to set up some kind of spoof transaction server which, when activated, would fire a logic bomb in the general direction of their network? Not knowing how the credit card payment thing works I have no idea about the feasibility but the results would work twofold

1 - it'd take the cunts offline for a while and earn you a bit of peace from them

2 - after a while they might cotton on to the fact that every time they dial your number their computers all fall over and stop dialling the fucking number

I fucking hate these bastards, they insult my intelligence and they waste my time. Personally I blame call-center outsourcing, without that little diamond there'd be no telecoms infrastructure in these third world shitholes for the scammers to piggyback

[Cain]

I like this idea.

Pass it onto Anonymous.  If it is technically feasible, I'm sure they'd be more than willing to work out the details (and then reverse-engineer them to logic bomb the DoD or something).

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

I usually just ask them what they're wearing and, in the creepiest way I can manage, inform them that I am masturbating, thinking of them. Not entirely sure how you would accomplish what you propose and it would probably require a great deal of effort, but if it could be pulled off it would be awesome.

[P3nT4gR4m]

I usually just ask them what they're wearing and, in the creepiest way I can manage, inform them that I am masturbating, thinking of them. Not entirely sure how you would accomplish what you propose and it would probably require a great deal of effort, but if it could be pulled off it would be awesome.

I don't usually even talk to them, as soon as I hear the thick accent and they're asking me if if I'm Mr _____ (the surname of my partner who's name is on all the databases) I just hang up. Problem is most of them don't really speak english, just enough to explain the scam, then ask for credit card details so fucking with them is pointless.

The worst one, the one that really made me want to nuke bangladesh was a recent - I'm a M$ service engineer and we've detected problems on your computer which we'll fix for 50 quid or so - call

"Fuck off" says I and hangs up

Next thing the phone goes again and the cheeky cunt is asking why I hung up on him

"cos you're a cunt", says me and hangs up again

He phones back and immediately begins launching into his spiel again

So I think "fuck it, I'm going to have some fun with this dickweed"

He talked me through opening up task manager (the long way) then asked me if I saw any errors

I told him no, which would have been the truth if I'd actually been in front of my PC at the time well, almost true, Sculptris had crashed on me a couple of nights before so it prolly had a red cross in there but this guy had a very limited grasp of english so i figured a little white lie just this one time, in order to proceed with the piss-taking

"You have no errors?" he says all indignant and shit "I think you're lying"

I let that slide. "Okay", I fessed up, "I have a couple of - annoying junglebunny on the end of a phone - 999 errors showing up, please save me"

So he tells me to go to some browser jacking site or other at which point I tell him I don't have the internet, thinking this might finally get rid of the twat.

"No problem. We'll fix it by satellite"



"okay....."

"just transferring you to our satellite department"....

Next some chick with an even worse grasp of english (I mean come on, if you're going to phone me up and try to steal money from me at least have the decency to learn a couple of fucking words) comes on and tells me she's initiating teh magqiqhyll satellite computer fixing lazorz or some shit. Then I get passed back to the first fuckhead.

"now that we've fixed your problem you need to make a one-off payment of £47.95 or thereabouts"

"Fine" I tell him

"Which credit card will you be using to pay us?"

"I don't have a credit card, I'm homeless, I live in a carboard box outside Tesco"

"You have no credit card?"

"I have no credit card"

"Then how are you going to pay us?"

"By satellite"

"By satellite??"

"yes"

"Sir, how can you pay us by satellite?"

"The same way you can fix pc's by satellite you fucking idiot."

He hangs up. That's the problem with these fucking idiots - no sense of humour.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Can some one post one of the pentbombs in this thread for me? I cant do it by phone.

[Phox]

I usually just ask them what they're wearing and, in the creepiest way I can manage, inform them that I am masturbating, thinking of them. Not entirely sure how you would accomplish what you propose and it would probably require a great deal of effort, but if it could be pulled off it would be awesome.

I don't usually even talk to them, as soon as I hear the thick accent and they're asking me if if I'm Mr _____ (the surname of my partner who's name is on all the databases) I just hang up. Problem is most of them don't really speak english, just enough to explain the scam, then ask for credit card details so fucking with them is pointless.

The worst one, the one that really made me want to nuke bangladesh was a recent - I'm a M$ service engineer and we've detected problems on your computer which we'll fix for 50 quid or so - call

"Fuck off" says I and hangs up

Next thing the phone goes again and the cheeky cunt is asking why I hung up on him

"cos you're a cunt", says me and hangs up again

He phones back and immediately begins launching into his spiel again

So I think "fuck it, I'm going to have some fun with this dickweed"

He talked me through opening up task manager (the long way) then asked me if I saw any errors

I told him no, which would have been the truth if I'd actually been in front of my PC at the time well, almost true, Sculptris had crashed on me a couple of nights before so it prolly had a red cross in there but this guy had a very limited grasp of english so i figured a little white lie just this one time, in order to proceed with the piss-taking

"You have no errors?" he says all indignant and shit "I think you're lying"

I let that slide. "Okay", I fessed up, "I have a couple of - annoying junglebunny on the end of a phone - 999 errors showing up, please save me"

So he tells me to go to some browser jacking site or other at which point I tell him I don't have the internet, thinking this might finally get rid of the twat.

"No problem. We'll fix it by satellite"



"okay....."

"just transferring you to our satellite department"....

Next some chick with an even worse grasp of english (I mean come on, if you're going to phone me up and try to steal money from me at least have the decency to learn a couple of fucking words) comes on and tells me she's initiating teh magqiqhyll satellite computer fixing lazorz or some shit. Then I get passed back to the first fuckhead.

"now that we've fixed your problem you need to make a one-off payment of £47.95 or thereabouts"

"Fine" I tell him

"Which credit card will you be using to pay us?"

"I don't have a credit card, I'm homeless, I live in a carboard box outside Tesco"

"You have no credit card?"

"I have no credit card"

"Then how are you going to pay us?"

"By satellite"

"By satellite??"

"yes"

"Sir, how can you pay us by satellite?"

"The same way you can fix pc's by satellite you fucking idiot."

He hangs up. That's the problem with these fucking idiots - no sense of humour.

[Elder Iptuous]

Bwa!
that's fucking fantastic!

[Pæs]

There's a really common one in New Zealand. A third of the country has received it, and 1 in 20 falls for it.
I generally ask them if they're calling with VOIP, which they are. (I read that this is the reason why nobody can work out who is responsible. The NZ cyberpoleez are just the best people in the country at digging up wires to follow, or shooting down homing pigeons carrying binary messages.) Then I string hacker jargon into nonsense sentences until they're convinced that I'm TUNNELING THROUGH THEIR PHONE SYSTEMS TO REVERSE-HACK. And this upsets them.

Or I waste as much time as I can describing the problems I'm having with following their instructions before revealing that I'm sitting in front of my microwave.

[Freeky]

There's a really common one in New Zealand. A third of the country has received it, and 1 in 20 falls for it.
I generally ask them if they're calling with VOIP, which they are. (I read that this is the reason why nobody can work out who is responsible. The NZ cyberpoleez are just the best people in the country at digging up wires to follow, or shooting down homing pigeons carrying binary messages.) Then I string hacker jargon into nonsense sentences until they're convinced that I'm TUNNELING THROUGH THEIR PHONE SYSTEMS TO REVERSE-HACK. And this upsets them.

Or I waste as much time as I can describing the problems I'm having with following their instructions before revealing that I'm sitting in front of my microwave.

Brava!    

[Telarus]