I've now tried to order a stereo for my car from two different companies, and neither of them would ship the order without a phone number. "I will not give you my phone number, because I don't trust you not to give it to telemarketers," I mailed them. "Ok, we've cancelled your order," they said, "Have A Nice Day, Please Come Again." I'm now making attempt number three.
What the fuck!
I sense the hand of fate telling me, "you only drive your car once a month, it's fine that there's been a big empty hole in the dash where the music used to come out for two years, you don't need this stupid thing."