Someone called the house wanting to speak to my father, but they never actually said his name. It was just Mr <surname>, and because they didn't seem to understand me telling them that "there's more than one of them in here" I took the call. They said they were working for the Ministry of Justice and wanted to know if I've taken a loan out recently.
The first person was a lady, and just told her I haven't and when she asked about anyone else in the house having taken out a loan or had a credit card and just when on a bit. Eventually she handed the phone to her "manager", which is what made it funny.
His accent was the worst imitation Australian accent I've ever heard, it was terrible!
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If you need to know the end of the story, I just tried to keep them on the phone for as long as I could until he asked if I was <my dad's name>. I said no and that was the end of that
By the end of the conversation, his accent was Indian
I overheard my dad telling my mum that I spend too much on razors, so he got me this nice expensive looking one for ?2. He got me Gillette Venus razor.
I think he's serious because when I was very young, I overheard him saying that women's leg hair just falls off.
