One of the reasons I have to work on my novels outdoors is because indoors the &^%$@ phone keeps ringing and it’s practically always garbage.
They came up with a couple of new wrinkles a few years ago.
We get this affable-sounding robot which practically chortles when it says “Hello! Is Pat there?” Like we would actually mistake this for a human being. Maybe some poor old folks on the brink of dementia might.
It really saps your concentration when you’re trying to write.
“Hello! This is Rachel from Discover!”