I had called a so called friend of mine on the phone of the girl he is a room mate of. She is married to a guy in prison. He lives in one town and me in another. Me and my friend, the room mate, not the guy in prison. Soon after, I get a call from a number that I have no connection to. Not in my contacts. Never called this number before. It's a guy in prison asking me why I'm calling his house. (Not the number he's calling from. It's a contraband phone being used in a correctional facility.) How the hell did he get my number! That kind of [***] makes me paranoid. I am a Desert Shield/Storm veteran with severe PTSD. I'm not gonna sleep for days now trying to figure this [***] out in my head. Prolly gonna have some [***] up dreams too when I do sleep. I had fun with it at first by calling the number back and leaving voice mails consisting of classical, mariachi, symphony, kids, elevator music etc. for as long as the voicemail would record it. Then the [***] called back and had the [***] nerve to inquire as to why I was doing what I was doing. Needless to say, I went off the deep end. After I was finished he kindly apolagized and said it would not happen again. Not to me anyway, huh, you [***] [***]. How the [***] do they do this? Serious breach of security. These [***] have way too much free time on their hands to be able to learn how to pull this [***] off. What the [***] else do they know? Passwords? Account Numbers? Names and info on family and friends? I'm bout ready to put these [***] down if I ever come across one who I feel like is a threat to me or my loved ones. Somebody needs to fix this [***] yesterday. That is all.