She said she was an attorney as well, when I call back I get her voicemail but the person who called sounded like a guy and the voicemail sounded like a girl. She mentioned something about bad checks to me.
Oh come on give him a break. He's either a poor schmuck serving out his sentence in a prison, or more likely he's condemned by damaged brain synapses to an endless series of unprofitable stints in a urine-soaked boiler room trying to intimidate real people with whom he will never be able to socialize in any meaningful way, to pay debts they don't owe to a phantom organization that will turn its proceeds into more drugs to fuel the boiler room convicts. Looks like this one had been partaking pretty heavily. Maybe meth withdrawl would explain it.
Given time, the remaining bits of its brain will simply disintegrate and its boiler room cell will be assigned to the next drug-addled would-be extortionist -- there seems to be an endless supply, unfortunately.
Now that's funny!! A low-life fraud calling people bottom feeders. Nobody owes you a dime you nit. You work for a scam outfit for minimum wage and are too stupid to be able to get a real job. Your life totally sucks and you've got a thousand reasons why it isn't your fault. Has it ever occured to you that the reason you're a POS is simply because you ARE a POS?
Well folks, I'd say this genius here has pretty well shot this number to hell. His boss will be so pleased. That's OK though. The moron will have to get off-line soon anyway. It's time for 'Head-count' and then he can enjoy his dinner. Off a plastic tray with a plastic spoon. And then it's his nighty-night time..in his bunk, with a scratchy blanket and a flat pillow. After his nightly fling with his wife..'Bubba'.
Sweet dreams loser. Maybe you'll have that favorite dream of yours. You know, the one where you actually have a life.