Wife's cell phone rings. I normally don't answer it, but it was lying right beside me on the end table.
I: (louder) Hello!
Moron: This is not McDonald's, is it?
I: You got that right.
Moron: You don't have to yell. You are a (adjectival expletive) (expletive).
I: You are an idiot, ya know that? A complete idiot.
(End of conversation)
In the day in which I grew up and during most of my adult life when one dialed a wrong number he simply said, Sorry, I got the wrong number. And the person who was disturbed by a call not intended for him might say, That's all right.
But what a day and age we now occupy.
And people wonder at old coots who express longings for "the good old days."