365 day meme - month 2, day 7
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dimity_blue7 What's the most bizarre wrong number text that you've ever received?
I don't think I've received any bizarre wrong number texts. But I will tell you about the wrong number saga from many years ago that monumentally pissed me off.
It started quite innocuously while I was up a stepladder changing a lightbulb. The phone rang so I got down the ladder and answered it.
"Hellooo!" this older woman's voice called excitedly.
I didn't recognise the voice. "Hello?"
"Hellooo!"
I still didn't recognise the voice. "Hello?"
There was a pause, then, "Is that you, Maureen?"
Me: "I'm sorry, you've got the wrong number."
The lady apologised and got off the phone. I grabbed my lightbulb and climbed the ladder. The phone rang. I got down the ladder and answered it.
"Hellooo!"
Me: "It's still me."
The lady asked if my number was 286 xxxx. I said yes, and suggested she try 284 xxxx. She thanked me and got off the phone, and I thought no more about it. Until someone else rang for Auntie Maureen the next night.
Over the next three months, I must have spoken to every single member of Maureen's family, some of them several times over. I found out when her nephew rang that they were giving out my number as Maureen's. Her sister (the first lady) was always polite. Her niece, not so much.
When I dared to sigh before saying for the umpteenth that week, "I think you want 284 xxxx," she snapped, "There's no need to say it like that!"
I nearly jumped down the phone at her. "You're the ones who keep on phoning me!"
She hung up.
I'd had enough. I was still getting several calls a week from them, sometimes more than one a day, and it had gone on for months. I rang BT (the phone company) and asked for a new number.
A few days later, I sat back in blissful silence and pictured Maureen's entire family throwing a collective fit because Maureen's number had been cut off.
I don't think I've received any bizarre wrong number texts. But I will tell you about the wrong number saga from many years ago that monumentally pissed me off.
It started quite innocuously while I was up a stepladder changing a lightbulb. The phone rang so I got down the ladder and answered it.
"Hellooo!" this older woman's voice called excitedly.
I didn't recognise the voice. "Hello?"
"Hellooo!"
I still didn't recognise the voice. "Hello?"
There was a pause, then, "Is that you, Maureen?"
Me: "I'm sorry, you've got the wrong number."
The lady apologised and got off the phone. I grabbed my lightbulb and climbed the ladder. The phone rang. I got down the ladder and answered it.
"Hellooo!"
Me: "It's still me."
The lady asked if my number was 286 xxxx. I said yes, and suggested she try 284 xxxx. She thanked me and got off the phone, and I thought no more about it. Until someone else rang for Auntie Maureen the next night.
Over the next three months, I must have spoken to every single member of Maureen's family, some of them several times over. I found out when her nephew rang that they were giving out my number as Maureen's. Her sister (the first lady) was always polite. Her niece, not so much.
When I dared to sigh before saying for the umpteenth that week, "I think you want 284 xxxx," she snapped, "There's no need to say it like that!"
I nearly jumped down the phone at her. "You're the ones who keep on phoning me!"
She hung up.
I'd had enough. I was still getting several calls a week from them, sometimes more than one a day, and it had gone on for months. I rang BT (the phone company) and asked for a new number.
A few days later, I sat back in blissful silence and pictured Maureen's entire family throwing a collective fit because Maureen's number had been cut off.