You can always declare the invasio...

You can always declare the invasion-of-privacy calls.
First the prolonged dead machine-sound, then a voice,
with an accent usually, garbling your name.
I told individual to fuck off, once. He'd said my name--
my first name--right, then added his allow a common one,
in such a manner I'd wondered a long instant if it was a certain quantity of friend
I wasn't recognizing. That was what got to me
When he called back sum of two units minutes later, you've never heard
as it is a string of cusswords. "Bitch" was his favorite.
(Did he pattern me as effeminate? Was he black?)
I said, OK you