Clubbing

I got a call from a guy from a club. First and foremost he pissed me off by mispronouncing my full name in the worst way ever possible. Secondly, his Engrish was 'perfect' and he spoke with his mouth either closed or stuffed with food whichever. I could just make up some parts of what he said.

Seriously, if you wanna hire people to talk on the phone, hire those who can speak clearly ok, perfect English is too much to ask for in a Malaysian club that offers vouchers to anti-clubbing-ers like me.

According to him (and what I could comprehend from his amazing conversation skills), I was in the club's VIP guest list, and is given some certificate or voucher what not.
Him: So do you go clubbing all the time?
Me: No.
Him: So what do you do during your free time?
Me: Stay at home and sleep.
Him: What?! *pityI'm an idiot tone* Why?!
Me: *super annoyed* Why not?
Him: Why? So you just go home and turn on your laptop and play Facebook is it?
Me: No *wanna stretch my hand into the phone and punch him in the face*
Him: Don't you think you should go out and have fun with your friends and family?
Me: I have fun at home, with my friends and family.
Him: *speechless* So what do you do at home with your friends? Watch TV all the time?
Me: Yea, and talk and whatever stuff. (I have a life ok, not to hang out in the club like a wanna-be cool person)
Him: *speechless* .....

And the conversation ended abruptly with him 'closing' with a few 'hello' 'hello' and me going "yeah?" and "bye".

Seriously, whoever that gave him my phone number you better go bang the wall and die ok.