A friend recently posted something on their blog related to phone calls in the middle of the night and why they are completely unnecessary. I have a bit of OCD when it comes to certain things in my life such as, making sure the car is locked even though I heard it beep I will press it at least two more times. I also double check and triple check my call forward number just in case I am forwarding my phone to the wrong number.
This second OCD habit is what my post is about. Years back I was having a telephone conversation with my mom when I got another call on the other line. It was some person with the wrong number and I politely told them, sorry you have the wrong number. They apologized and I went back to my mom. A few minutes later I received another call. I went over to the other line and this time it was a guy asking for the same girl. I told them again they had the wrong number. I told them what number they were calling and hung up.
I return to my conversation to my mom which had now changed to the morons who can't dial a number correctly. I get another call. This time, I kid you not, it's the operator. These people called the friggin' operator to make sure I had the right number. it was then that I suggested, "hmm, maybe their 'friend' forwarded their phone to the wrong number." I again told the operator my phone number. I went back to my mom and continued our conversation only to get another call on the other line. This time it was the 'owner' of the phone number calling. She told me she forwarded her phone accidentally to mine... "no kidding". She then asked me if I could tell her who called... almost like asking if she had any messages. I'm thinking "are you kidding me?" I told her I didn't know. She then asked what the guy sounded like. There are no words...
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