Two weeks ago I started getting calls on my cell phone from a blocked number that would hang up whenever I would answer. A few days after the calls started I get a message from a friend saying "hey, I don't know what the fuck is up with your voice mail greeting, but you need to fix that shit." So, I'm like WTF, I haven't changed my greeting in years. So I call my phone from another line and listen and sure enough it's changed, but I couldn't make out what was being said on it. It just sounded like a big crowd or something. I fix it and think to myself I must have accidentally recorded myself in a crowd when I was buzzed cause there is no way someone could break my password on my phone and change it.
A few days go by and the blocked calls keep coming about 2-5 times a day at all hours, sometimes even 4am. I pick up , they hang up. I call my phone company and ask if there is anyway I can block calls and they tell me no and that my only option was to change my number. Obviously not doing that. Days go by and the calls have stopped. Then the bomb drops. My dad calls me and I miss the call and when I finally see that he had called I don't call back because it was late. The next day I listen to the voicemail he had left the night before and it says "I don't know what the hell is going on out there, but that is one fucked up message. Call me as soon as you can." Fucked up message? Oh fuck!! I quickly call my cell and listen to the greeting and this is the audio I hear......
Apparently this message had been on my phone for days and a lot of people heard it but hung up before it was over and didn't leave a message. So I call my dad back, he answers and says "you crackin' up or what?" I say "No, it's not me. Jesus man you've known me 38 fucking years you think I'm gonna start sucking dick all of a sudden?" He says laughing "I don't know, how the hell could someone leave that on YOUR voice mail?" I say "I have no fucking clue, and I am going to do everything I can to find out." I hang up with him and am extremely pissed. I call the phone company and freak out. I tell them someone has cracked my password and was able to change my greeting by calling my phone. They tell me that it is impossible and the only option is to change my phone number. I ask them if they can trace the private calls and they say no. I tell them I'm not changing the number and to put me on with a supervisor. A few minutes later they give me a number for the security department. Long story short, the security dept. tells me they can trace but they need a subpoena from my local police. I call the police and make that happen, and the cops tell me it will be 3 weeks until we get the trace back. OK, cool! My life mission at the moment is to find out whoever the fuck this is and take appropriate measures.
Meanwhile I get a letter from a friend of mines mom who had called me a few days before telling me that she had no idea I was gay and that if I ever need to talk to please give her a call. Fucking great!!!! Obv I call her and explain the situation. Over the next few days other people approach me asking what the fuck is up with the voice mail. Gets old really quick having to tell these people the same story over and over.
Meanwhile I have all this shit going on and the calls are coming again. Now I am not letting whoever this is get to my voice mail, so I do my best to anwer all the time. Now it gets even better. Every time I would pick up and listen the greeting that was left on my phone (the youtube audio) was played back to me. Now I am furious, and again this shit is coming at all hours of the day and night. Someone was fucking with me hard and I had no way of finding out who the fuck it was until the trace comes back.
Two nights ago at 4am I am in my bed sleeping and I get a call from my work. I pick up, and HOLY FUCKING SHIT, it's the message being played back to me. I quickly hang up and call the number back and get a manager on the phone. I tell him the whole story and ask him if he saw anyone near the phone and ask who was still there. He tells me they were closed an there were only 3 bartenders and a cocktail waitress left. He then asks if I want him to call security and review the tapes to see who picked up the phone. I say definitely and tell him to call me back when he hears something. I hang up and a few minutes later my work calls again, and again it's the fucking message. I call the manager back again, tell him they just called and to track down the phone on the main floor. He finds the phone with nobody around it. He says "we'll get security to see if they can see on the tapes who had it last." Ok cool, let me know..... I hang up. Ten minutes later the phone rings again and it's my work, I pick up and AGAIN IT'S THE MESSAGE!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK????????? I call the manager and he tells me that the three bartenders are down in another area from before and there is a phone down there, but none are on it right now. He says don't worry, tomorrow we'll get the review of the tapes and we know it has to be one of those three. I don't sleep the rest of the night, but the calls don't come anymore.
The next day I go to work stressed out and beat. At least now I am zeroing in on who this is, and have a very good idea which one of the three it was. I figure in my head that this asshole had taken my phone while we were working, slipped into my voice mail and changed the password that's used to get your voice mail from and outside line. All makes a lot of sense. I then tell all the managers what happened the night before, and they are all very concerned, but none of them have heard anything from security. Finally later on in the day the manager I was dealing with comes in and tells me that they found nothing on the tapes, and that they pulled all the phone records and nothing matched up to my number. WTF??? In the meantime the three bartenders are all told that if they had done this they need to fess up now, or whoever did it will be fired when the traces come back and they match one of them. They all deny involvement. Fuck me. I still suspect the one guy, as do the other two bartenders who privately tell me that he wasn't around for a while at the time of the calls, and that he seemed very concerned when the security dept came down. That bartender then tells me through text that he hopes I wasn't thinking it was him, because it wasn't.
Today I get a text from a friend of mine I've known for years that runs in the same circle as I do, and he tells me he has a bunch of playboy models that he wants to take on my boat in a few months and that he knows who it is that has been fucking with me. He says he will tell me who it is if I promise not to make him pay for gas on the boat. LOL. I agree. He texts me back "It was me."
Now, I have to tell you, this guy and I have fucked with each other for years. We worked together for a long time and would play practical jokes on each other constantly. It's always 'game on' with this guy. When all this shit started happening I called him first and questioned him about it. I told him it was very serious to me, and he even said "I wouldn't fuck with you like that." He swore to me he had nothing to do with it. I believed him, mainly because I couldn't give him credit for knowing how to crack a password to get to my personal settings. He is from Argentina and can barely speak English for Christ's sake. Something else that needs to be mentioned is he is friends with a lot of the people I work with, including the three that were there.
So when he tell me this I have my doubts and think that he is covering up for someone at my work so they won't get in trouble. He says "why, don't you think I'm smart enough to pull something like this off?" LOL... I say "I guess I misjudged." He then goes on to explain how he met this hacker a few months ago at his bar and this guy gave him a web address that allows anyone to call a number, program any number you want as a base number, which will show up on a caller ID, which is how he faked the work number. How he got into my voice mail is pretty fucking scary considering anyone can do this. He would punch in the base number as my number and then dial my number and be instantly put into my personal options, just like he was calling my voice mail from my phone. I have to admit, as pissed off as I have been for the last few weeks with all the stress, embarrassment and lack of sleep, he really got me good, and I always have mucho respect for a prank pulled by someone whom I've had a history of fucking with. If it was anyone else I would be seriously pissed, but for some reason I can't stay mad at this guy. My hats off to him. Mother fucker... He told me he's been doing it for the last three weeks to another friend of ours and the guy is losing it, and I have to admit, I laughed. The only reason he told me today was because he heard about what was going on at my work, and he didn't want to get anyone else in trouble. Nice guy....
I still have the traces coming back, but that won't matter because he called from a prepaid phone. He even called me tonight with the ID of my work number again just to say "hi" and to direct me to the website that he used to do all this. Here it is degenerates...have fun http://www.phonegangster.com/ Endless possibilities with this shit.....
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QUOTE(vegas1369 @ Mar 10 2008, 08:00 AM)
Two weeks ago I started getting calls on my cell phone from a blocked number that would hang up whenever I would answer. A few days after the calls started I get a message from a friend saying "hey, I don't know what the fuck is up with your voice mail greeting, but you need to fix that shit." So, I'm like WTF, I haven't changed my greeting in years. So I call my phone from another line and listen and sure enough it's changed, but I couldn't make out what was being said on it. It just sounded like a big crowd or something. I fix it and think to myself I must have accidentally recorded myself in a crowd when I was buzzed cause there is no way someone could break my password on my phone and change it.
A few days go by and the blocked calls keep coming about 2-5 times a day at all hours, sometimes even 4am. I pick up , they hang up. I call my phone company and ask if there is anyway I can block calls and they tell me no and that my only option was to change my number. Obviously not doing that. Days go by and the calls have stopped. Then the bomb drops. My dad calls me and I miss the call and when I finally see that he had called I don't call back because it was late. The next day I listen to the voicemail he had left the night before and it says "I don't know what the hell is going on out there, but that is one fucked up message. Call me as soon as you can." Fucked up message? Oh fuck!! I quickly call my cell and listen to the greeting and this is the audio I hear......
Apparently this message had been on my phone for days and a lot of people heard it but hung up before it was over and didn't leave a message. So I call my dad back, he answers and says "you crackin' up or what?" I say "No, it's not me. Jesus man you've known me 38 fucking years you think I'm gonna start sucking dick all of a sudden?" He says laughing "I don't know, how the hell could someone leave that on YOUR voice mail?" I say "I have no fucking clue, and I am going to do everything I can to find out." I hang up with him and am extremely pissed. I call the phone company and freak out. I tell them someone has cracked my password and was able to change my greeting by calling my phone. They tell me that it is impossible and the only option is to change my phone number. I ask them if they can trace the private calls and they say no. I tell them I'm not changing the number and to put me on with a supervisor. A few minutes later they give me a number for the security department. Long story short, the security dept. tells me they can trace but they need a subpoena from my local police. I call the police and make that happen, and the cops tell me it will be 3 weeks until we get the trace back. OK, cool! My life mission at the moment is to find out whoever the fuck this is and take appropriate measures.
Meanwhile I get a letter from a friend of mines mom who had called me a few days before telling me that she had no idea I was gay and that if I ever need to talk to please give her a call. Fucking great!!!! Obv I call her and explain the situation. Over the next few days other people approach me asking what the fuck is up with the voice mail. Gets old really quick having to tell these people the same story over and over.
Meanwhile I have all this shit going on and the calls are coming again. Now I am not letting whoever this is get to my voice mail, so I do my best to anwer all the time. Now it gets even better. Every time I would pick up and listen the greeting that was left on my phone (the youtube audio) was played back to me. Now I am furious, and again this shit is coming at all hours of the day and night. Someone was fucking with me hard and I had no way of finding out who the fuck it was until the trace comes back.
Two nights ago at 4am I am in my bed sleeping and I get a call from my work. I pick up, and HOLY FUCKING SHIT, it's the message being played back to me. I quickly hang up and call the number back and get a manager on the phone. I tell him the whole story and ask him if he saw anyone near the phone and ask who was still there. He tells me they were closed an there were only 3 bartenders and a cocktail waitress left. He then asks if I want him to call security and review the tapes to see who picked up the phone. I say definitely and tell him to call me back when he hears something. I hang up and a few minutes later my work calls again, and again it's the fucking message. I call the manager back again, tell him they just called and to track down the phone on the main floor. He finds the phone with nobody around it. He says "we'll get security to see if they can see on the tapes who had it last." Ok cool, let me know..... I hang up. Ten minutes later the phone rings again and it's my work, I pick up and AGAIN IT'S THE MESSAGE!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK????????? I call the manager and he tells me that the three bartenders are down in another area from before and there is a phone down there, but none are on it right now. He says don't worry, tomorrow we'll get the review of the tapes and we know it has to be one of those three. I don't sleep the rest of the night, but the calls don't come anymore.
The next day I go to work stressed out and beat. At least now I am zeroing in on who this is, and have a very good idea which one of the three it was. I figure in my head that this asshole had taken my phone while we were working, slipped into my voice mail and changed the password that's used to get your voice mail from and outside line. All makes a lot of sense. I then tell all the managers what happened the night before, and they are all very concerned, but none of them have heard anything from security. Finally later on in the day the manager I was dealing with comes in and tells me that they found nothing on the tapes, and that they pulled all the phone records and nothing matched up to my number. WTF??? In the meantime the three bartenders are all told that if they had done this they need to fess up now, or whoever did it will be fired when the traces come back and they match one of them. They all deny involvement. Fuck me. I still suspect the one guy, as do the other two bartenders who privately tell me that he wasn't around for a while at the time of the calls, and that he seemed very concerned when the security dept came down. That bartender then tells me through text that he hopes I wasn't thinking it was him, because it wasn't.
Today I get a text from a friend of mine I've known for years that runs in the same circle as I do, and he tells me he has a bunch of playboy models that he wants to take on my boat in a few months and that he knows who it is that has been fucking with me. He says he will tell me who it is if I promise not to make him pay for gas on the boat. LOL. I agree. He texts me back "It was me."
Now, I have to tell you, this guy and I have fucked with each other for years. We worked together for a long time and would play practical jokes on each other constantly. It's always 'game on' with this guy. When all this shit started happening I called him first and questioned him about it. I told him it was very serious to me, and he even said "I wouldn't fuck with you like that." He swore to me he had nothing to do with it. I believed him, mainly because I couldn't give him credit for knowing how to crack a password to get to my personal settings. He is from Argentina and can barely speak English for Christ's sake. Something else that needs to be mentioned is he is friends with a lot of the people I work with, including the three that were there.
So when he tell me this I have my doubts and think that he is covering up for someone at my work so they won't get in trouble. He says "why, don't you think I'm smart enough to pull something like this off?" LOL... I say "I guess I misjudged." He then goes on to explain how he met this hacker a few months ago at his bar and this guy gave him a web address that allows anyone to call a number, program any number you want as a base number, which will show up on a caller ID, which is how he faked the work number. How he got into my voice mail is pretty fucking scary considering anyone can do this. He would punch in the base number as my number and then dial my number and be instantly put into my personal options, just like he was calling my voice mail from my phone. I have to admit, as pissed off as I have been for the last few weeks with all the stress, embarrassment and lack of sleep, he really got me good, and I always have mucho respect for a prank pulled by someone whom I've had a history of fucking with. If it was anyone else I would be seriously pissed, but for some reason I can't stay mad at this guy. My hats off to him. Mother fucker... He told me he's been doing it for the last three weeks to another friend of ours and the guy is losing it, and I have to admit, I laughed. The only reason he told me today was because he heard about what was going on at my work, and he didn't want to get anyone else in trouble. Nice guy....
I still have the traces coming back, but that won't matter because he called from a prepaid phone. He even called me tonight with the ID of my work number again just to say "hi" and to direct me to the website that he used to do all this. Here it is degenerates...have fun http://www.phonegangster.com/ Endless possibilities with this shit.....
wow thats fucking epic
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QUOTE(MONGO @ Mar 12 2008, 07:18 AM)
I WILL ONLY FEEL BETTER ONCE THE LAST BREATH HAS ESCAPED FROM ONESTEPS LIFELESS ANUS AFTER A POUNDING FROM SOME 16 INCHED COCK NIGGER. SERIOUSLY I HOPE THAT GUY DIES IN A RED HOT HOUSE FIRE.
def worth the read. lol, that's fucked up, and I was sure an nwper was gonna be involved until you made the reveal
I didn't mention this. During the frenzy I PM'd DanDruff and asked him if anyone could have possibly seen my number on Skype when they called me on NWP radio. This all started the next day. He said he would be extremely surprised if this had and NWP connection. Detective Druff on the ball once again...
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QUOTE(vegas1369 @ Mar 10 2008, 01:00 AM)
Two weeks ago I started getting calls on my cell phone from a blocked number that would hang up whenever I would answer. A few days after the calls started I get a message from a friend saying "hey, I don't know what the fuck is up with your voice mail greeting, but you need to fix that shit." So, I'm like WTF, I haven't changed my greeting in years. So I call my phone from another line and listen and sure enough it's changed, but I couldn't make out what was being said on it. It just sounded like a big crowd or something. I fix it and think to myself I must have accidentally recorded myself in a crowd when I was buzzed cause there is no way someone could break my password on my phone and change it.
A few days go by and the blocked calls keep coming about 2-5 times a day at all hours, sometimes even 4am. I pick up , they hang up. I call my phone company and ask if there is anyway I can block calls and they tell me no and that my only option was to change my number. Obviously not doing that. Days go by and the calls have stopped. Then the bomb drops. My dad calls me and I miss the call and when I finally see that he had called I don't call back because it was late. The next day I listen to the voicemail he had left the night before and it says "I don't know what the hell is going on out there, but that is one fucked up message. Call me as soon as you can." Fucked up message? Oh fuck!! I quickly call my cell and listen to the greeting and this is the audio I hear......
Apparently this message had been on my phone for days and a lot of people heard it but hung up before it was over and didn't leave a message. So I call my dad back, he answers and says "you crackin' up or what?" I say "No, it's not me. Jesus man you've known me 38 fucking years you think I'm gonna start sucking dick all of a sudden?" He says laughing "I don't know, how the hell could someone leave that on YOUR voice mail?" I say "I have no fucking clue, and I am going to do everything I can to find out." I hang up with him and am extremely pissed. I call the phone company and freak out. I tell them someone has cracked my password and was able to change my greeting by calling my phone. They tell me that it is impossible and the only option is to change my phone number. I ask them if they can trace the private calls and they say no. I tell them I'm not changing the number and to put me on with a supervisor. A few minutes later they give me a number for the security department. Long story short, the security dept. tells me they can trace but they need a subpoena from my local police. I call the police and make that happen, and the cops tell me it will be 3 weeks until we get the trace back. OK, cool! My life mission at the moment is to find out whoever the fuck this is and take appropriate measures.
Meanwhile I get a letter from a friend of mines mom who had called me a few days before telling me that she had no idea I was gay and that if I ever need to talk to please give her a call. Fucking great!!!! Obv I call her and explain the situation. Over the next few days other people approach me asking what the fuck is up with the voice mail. Gets old really quick having to tell these people the same story over and over.
Meanwhile I have all this shit going on and the calls are coming again. Now I am not letting whoever this is get to my voice mail, so I do my best to anwer all the time. Now it gets even better. Every time I would pick up and listen the greeting that was left on my phone (the youtube audio) was played back to me. Now I am furious, and again this shit is coming at all hours of the day and night. Someone was fucking with me hard and I had no way of finding out who the fuck it was until the trace comes back.
Two nights ago at 4am I am in my bed sleeping and I get a call from my work. I pick up, and HOLY FUCKING SHIT, it's the message being played back to me. I quickly hang up and call the number back and get a manager on the phone. I tell him the whole story and ask him if he saw anyone near the phone and ask who was still there. He tells me they were closed an there were only 3 bartenders and a cocktail waitress left. He then asks if I want him to call security and review the tapes to see who picked up the phone. I say definitely and tell him to call me back when he hears something. I hang up and a few minutes later my work calls again, and again it's the fucking message. I call the manager back again, tell him they just called and to track down the phone on the main floor. He finds the phone with nobody around it. He says "we'll get security to see if they can see on the tapes who had it last." Ok cool, let me know..... I hang up. Ten minutes later the phone rings again and it's my work, I pick up and AGAIN IT'S THE MESSAGE!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK????????? I call the manager and he tells me that the three bartenders are down in another area from before and there is a phone down there, but none are on it right now. He says don't worry, tomorrow we'll get the review of the tapes and we know it has to be one of those three. I don't sleep the rest of the night, but the calls don't come anymore.
The next day I go to work stressed out and beat. At least now I am zeroing in on who this is, and have a very good idea which one of the three it was. I figure in my head that this asshole had taken my phone while we were working, slipped into my voice mail and changed the password that's used to get your voice mail from and outside line. All makes a lot of sense. I then tell all the managers what happened the night before, and they are all very concerned, but none of them have heard anything from security. Finally later on in the day the manager I was dealing with comes in and tells me that they found nothing on the tapes, and that they pulled all the phone records and nothing matched up to my number. WTF??? In the meantime the three bartenders are all told that if they had done this they need to fess up now, or whoever did it will be fired when the traces come back and they match one of them. They all deny involvement. Fuck me. I still suspect the one guy, as do the other two bartenders who privately tell me that he wasn't around for a while at the time of the calls, and that he seemed very concerned when the security dept came down. That bartender then tells me through text that he hopes I wasn't thinking it was him, because it wasn't.
Today I get a text from a friend of mine I've known for years that runs in the same circle as I do, and he tells me he has a bunch of playboy models that he wants to take on my boat in a few months and that he knows who it is that has been fucking with me. He says he will tell me who it is if I promise not to make him pay for gas on the boat. LOL. I agree. He texts me back "It was me."
Now, I have to tell you, this guy and I have fucked with each other for years. We worked together for a long time and would play practical jokes on each other constantly. It's always 'game on' with this guy. When all this shit started happening I called him first and questioned him about it. I told him it was very serious to me, and he even said "I wouldn't fuck with you like that." He swore to me he had nothing to do with it. I believed him, mainly because I couldn't give him credit for knowing how to crack a password to get to my personal settings. He is from Argentina and can barely speak English for Christ's sake. Something else that needs to be mentioned is he is friends with a lot of the people I work with, including the three that were there.
So when he tell me this I have my doubts and think that he is covering up for someone at my work so they won't get in trouble. He says "why, don't you think I'm smart enough to pull something like this off?" LOL... I say "I guess I misjudged." He then goes on to explain how he met this hacker a few months ago at his bar and this guy gave him a web address that allows anyone to call a number, program any number you want as a base number, which will show up on a caller ID, which is how he faked the work number. How he got into my voice mail is pretty fucking scary considering anyone can do this. He would punch in the base number as my number and then dial my number and be instantly put into my personal options, just like he was calling my voice mail from my phone. I have to admit, as pissed off as I have been for the last few weeks with all the stress, embarrassment and lack of sleep, he really got me good, and I always have mucho respect for a prank pulled by someone whom I've had a history of fucking with. If it was anyone else I would be seriously pissed, but for some reason I can't stay mad at this guy. My hats off to him. Mother fucker... He told me he's been doing it for the last three weeks to another friend of ours and the guy is losing it, and I have to admit, I laughed. The only reason he told me today was because he heard about what was going on at my work, and he didn't want to get anyone else in trouble. Nice guy....
I still have the traces coming back, but that won't matter because he called from a prepaid phone. He even called me tonight with the ID of my work number again just to say "hi" and to direct me to the website that he used to do all this. Here it is degenerates...have fun http://www.phonegangster.com/ Endless possibilities with this shit.....
Thats a great story.............I can relate to the part about your dad. I was on the cycling team for a year in college and I sponsored one of the girls on the team in the AIDS ride from LA to Frisco. Evidently I got put on some mailing lists. An envelope addressed to me arrived at my parents house from The Gay and Lesbian Center of Los Angeles. My dad took it as a good opportunity to fuck with me. He kept asking me if there was anything I wanted to tell him, over and over to the point I was getting pissed. Then he threw the letter my way and laughed his ass off.
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QUOTE(vegas1369 @ Mar 10 2008, 04:00 AM)
Meanwhile I get a letter from a friend of mines mom who had called me a few days before telling me that she had no idea I was gay and that if I ever need to talk to please give her a call. Fucking great!!!!
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Phone Gangster currently offers a program for webmasters and any other money making hustler who is interested in promoting or advertising our unique caller id spoofing program. Signing up to be an affiliate with us is free. After signing up, you will instantly be given access to our affiliates area to generate unique tracking URLs and get access to our promotion materials.
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Damn!!! Wish I would have seen this before I wrote the story. LOL!!! Obv I am making nothing. I haven't purchased this shit, although I am tempted.