Wrong number

[valis2]

My cell phone just rang. I picked it up and said "Hello?"

A guy on the other end said in a very cranky voice..."What're you doin'?!" in the tone you generally reserve for people who are supposed to be meeting you but are very very late.

"Uh..."

Pause. "Is this Wendy?"

"No."

"Oh, sorry, I have the wrong number."

Poor Wendy. She's probably online too.

Comments

Heh...

[bob-the-mighty.livejournal.com]

... at least it wasn't ANOTHER one that wanted your "hot mrrrphlrmuffle"

>;-D

Re: Heh...

[valis2.livejournal.com]

Hee! Too true. This guy just wanted my "hot mrrrphlrmuffle" to be on time.

[eloisasnape.livejournal.com]

PML!

If he'd have asked for me I'd have sworn it was cock-nose..oops sorry, my husband.

[valis2.livejournal.com]

Hee! I was amused. Now, of course, I've come up with lots of great rejoinders, but at that point I was thinking it might be a customer, so I was all polite and stuff.

[aerynstales.livejournal.com]

A guy on the other end said in a very cranky voice..."What're you doin'?!"

Boy...do I have some comments of the snarky variety there...

Heh...good thing it wasn't me getting that call...heheheheheh...(insert evil laughter here)

~Aeryn

[valis2.livejournal.com]

I was thinking it might be a customer, which is why I was kind of taken aback. Otherwise I might have gotten some good jabs in!

[katazhena.livejournal.com]

How funny! Last week my cell phone rang at work, I dash like mad to unlock my drawer where I keep my purse. When I answer it, some woman started speaking Spanish. I told her she had the wrong number. Two minutes later, cell phone rings again. Same woman. I tell her she's got the wrong number *again*. The third time it rang, I didn't even bother answering... perhaps if I knew how to say "wrong number" in Spanish, there wouldn't have been three calls! :)

[valis2.livejournal.com]

When I worked at Waldenhell this older man called. He said "I'd like to hear about that shed on sale for $299.99."
"Sir, we don't sell sheds. This is Waldenbooks."
"It's right here in your advertisement!"
"No, this is a bookstore."
After several minutes of arguing, the bookseller finally convinced him that he had misdialed, and that he needed to try calling again.
The phone rang, and he immediately launched into wanting this shed. She explained that he'd accidentally dialed the wrong number again, and he got angry, saying that the shed was on sale and we had to offer it to him at that price. After ten minutes she finally got through to him and explained that he could not call that number again, that we were a bookstore, and he had to look up the correct number.
The phone rings again, and the man becomes enraged this time when she explains that we are a bookstore, and finally she says, "Oh, you're right. The shed is $299.99. Someone will drop it by your house later this evening." He said "Thank you," and hung up.

He never did call back.

[katazhena.livejournal.com]

Sounds similar to something my husband does. Our phone number and the phone number of a Chinese restaurant are similar. After so many calls at inconvenient times, my husband just started accepting orders... :)

[valis2.livejournal.com]

Ha! Bet they're sad when their Woo Dip Harr never shows...

I used to date a guy whose phone number used to be the phone number to a volunteer fire station. Now those were some difficult calls, and at all times of the day and night. Some people don't bother to update their emergency numbers.

[katazhena.livejournal.com]

That certainly doesn't sound like a very good situation for the former boyfriend (or for you when visiting him!)... and, of course, changing phone numbers is *much* easier said than done.

[snapesforte.livejournal.com]

I had this charming experience a couple of months ago:

"Hullo."

"Hello - is this *insert name*?"

"Er... No. You have the wrong number."

"Oh wait! Are you sure?"

"Yes." (here I am thinking "idiot").

"Well... are you doing anything tonight?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact I am."

"Oh, what?"

"Hanging up on you."

Mwhahahahahahahahaahhahhahaaaa! I always think it's such a shame you can't slam a mobile phone when you hang up.

[valis2.livejournal.com]

Ha!! This is great.

I had another call where a girl was convinced that I was "Jeff" and that I was just fooling around. She kept saying "C'mon Jeff, I know it's you!!"

"Do I sound like a Jeff?" I finally said.

"OhI'msosorry"*click*

[dragonflower092.livejournal.com]

This really has nothing to do with this particular post, but I just read your info, and saw that you work in WI? Which area, if you don't mind spilling? I live in Green Bay. I am also interested in photography and plan on majoring in Fine Arts in college when I go next fall. Just thought I'd ask :o)

Cheerio!

And Happy New Year!

[valis2.livejournal.com]

The Milwaukee area, actually.

Photography is a wonderful medium. I dabble a teensy bit, but I'm only an amateur, and I'm not certain that my "eye" has enough talent to go anywhere, though I'd like to take a class just to see how to properly work with a camera instead of doing the fumbling I currently do.

Happy New Year to you as well!

[aramintasnape.livejournal.com]

I hate it when that happens. Also when you get strange answerphone messages that are so obviously not meant for you! A couple of months ago I got a message from someone who obviously thought they were ringing a doctor's surgery and who asked me to call round ASAP. Luckily they had left a number so I called back to explain the mistake. It took me about 20 minutes to make the woman understand what had happened and to get her off the phone! And when I had just met and got together with my now hubby, there was some woman who kept phoning and leaving strange messages for him - he swore he didn't know who it was, and luckily I believed him! We never found out the identity of this strange person - at first I thought it was one of his friends playing a joke, or maybe a neighbour from one of the flats in our block who had somehow got hold of his phone number. One of life's little unsolved mysteries!

[valis2.livejournal.com]

One of life's little unsolved mysteries!

Once someone left a wrapped gift on the porch of my parents' house. It was a reindeer in a little cute dress, all in a pretty box and everything. In July. We still, to this day, have no idea who left it there.

[aramintasnape.livejournal.com]

A reindeer in July?? Late Christmas present, perhaps!! Or early Christmas present from someone who is much too organised! Something like that happened to my dad a week or two ago - someone put a copy of the book 'The curious incident of the dog in the night-time' through his letterbox. He has no idea who it was either, as his own copy of the book was sitting at home on the shelves! Obviously someone who got confused about who lent what to whom! And some poor person will never get their copy of the book back!