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The most annoying thing for a single woman is to get a phone call late in the evening and for the male caller to sheepishly say "hey! hello? hello? hi m??...hehe...you don't know who this is...hehehehe...guess who it is....hehehe...guess...c'mon guess"

Why do guys insist on doing that?!?!! What's wrong with a polite greeting and then getting to the point?

It's a lame game to play. For 15 seconds the pathetic excuse for a man refuses to reveal his identity and wields this perceived power over the conversation. It is NOT funny. It is NOT cute. And finally, it is NOT flirting. It spooks the hell out of me - that some dude knows my number and knows my name but I am none the wiser.

Naturally, my feisty response is always the same: "Tell me who I am speaking to this instant or I'm hanging up."

The most astonishing thing is that the guys actually expect me to be playful and are shocked to shits when my replies are terse.

So I guess with this type of angry blogging - the secret is out!

I'm a bitch.