Yeah, I was just thinking about that! I had 3 or 4 of them so frustrated with this stupid American that couldn't navigate to their trojan page that they were ready to kill.
"Okay, where are you now?"
"Ummm... in my Friend Requests for Facebook. I think?"
"No! Okay. Type this in your address bar!"
"Type what in?"
They'd slowly spell out the address, and I'd make them do it a couple of times.
"Now what do you see?"
"Page not found. Okay, now I'm back at Facebook."
"NO! Okay, type this in. Okay? TYPE IT IN!"
"Page not found. Huh, now I'm at Facebook again. Should I go to my friend's list?"
"Grrraakkk!"
And I'd get passed to the scammer in the next cubicle while the last one beat his head against the desk. I figured the more time they wasted on me, the less time they'd have to scam a gullible American. Plus, trolling these shitheads gave me great satisfaction.
Their tears of frustration were delicious!