The day after I swapped phone number with this guy I met online, he got a text from a number with my area code that said:
“Get more poop for vet”
He knew I have a dog, and knew my area code but didn’t have my number in his cell yet. I guess he went home and checked the email I’d sent with my number in it, and replied to me about that text. I saved the email he sent (with that line in it) and it still makes me chuckle when I read it.
I’ve never gotten a mis-sent text, myself. Only lots of mis-dialed calls.
I remember once I started getting drunk texts late one night. All the first one said was “got any coke?” which I most certainly did not and even if I did was not going to share! The second was some unfunny guys who fancied themselves a biker gang, I have no idea if it was true or not. It was years ago so I don’t quite remember how it went.
This is something I would say even if they had the right number.
Ha! I used to get the same kind of calls when I lived in New York. Some of the men who called just could not be convinced that I was not the woman who gave them my number the night before.
I got this a few months ago, and kept it because it was so ridiculous (changed names):
“Hey Bob its Alice just wanted to let u know I have some kush [a type of marijuana] 2 get rid of 110 for a quarter oz. Let me knw k”
I texted back: “I’m not Bob sorry wrong #”
Alice replied something to the effect of “Stop joking, Bob, I know it’s you,” but didn’t text me again. Wonder if she got caught.
I also get calls on some Monday mornings from people who think I’m the girl they met at a club the previous weekend. They usually hang up when I tell them they have they wrong number. One guy, however, upon being told I wasn’t Jenna or whoever they thought it was, said, “OK then. Wanna have sex, anyway?” I told him, “Dude, I’m at work! Shut up!” and hung up on him.
If he was intelligent/persistent, he’d have called back after you got off work and been like, “Hey, it’s me again. Now that you’re not at work, wanna have sex?”
I keep getting texts from someone who claims to be a tattooed stripper named Venice. Says we met at her club (we didn’t…really). The funny thing is, I have an out-of-state number, so the odds of her dialing a wrong Michigan number, and getting someone in the same town is a little slim.
Not a stranger, but my son texted me “Do you know what I’m going to do to you tonight?” His g.f.'s name is Michelle, mine of course, is Mom - a simple slip -
A wrong phone number caused me the greatest fear I’ve ever felt.
Me: Hello?
He: Hi! Thank you so much for finding my wallet and calling me.
Me: I think you’ve dialed a wrong number.
He: Don’t fuck with me, bitch!
Me: Really, I didn’t find your wallet and call you - maybe you took down the number incorrectly.
He: You can’t fuck with people this way! You call me up. Say you have my wallet. All the money is in it - call me to arrange pick up.
Me: I’m glad someone found it and called you - perhaps you could try a couple variations of the number?
He: I’m coming over there RIGHT NOW! And I’m going to hurt you!!!
Me: uuuuhhhhhhhh
I figured if he knew what number he called, it wouldn’t be that hard to do reverse look up and get my address. My house happens to have several entrance ways accessible from two different streets and an alleyway. I had no idea if the guy was on his way to my place, loaded for bear . . . so the next few hours my heart was pounding in my ears . . .
Not a wrong text but phone call. I had been enjoying a few beers one night(ok a lot of beer) phone rings
me: hello
them:(some female very harpy kind of voice) tell bob he better bring my car back
me: what?
them: you heard me he better have my car back
me: oh yeah bob said he was keeping it and you could call the cops for all he cared
them:mumblesomething
I could’nt tell what they said because my wife interrupted the call and hung up the phone. I just hope bob took the car back before she called the law
Text: Hey, Linda and I joined the mile-high club today!
Me: I have no idea who you or Linda are, but congrats!
Text: Oops, lol!
On reflection, I wonder if it wasn’t really a wrong-number text, but that he was just going through every number combination, telling everyone in the world.
I’ve gotten a number of wrong-number SMS photos over the years, often of scantily clad women, most rather attractive, some not so much. I don’t complain about those.
I think so! Maybe we should do a number swap and have faraway Dopers prank-text people we know. I can think of several friends whose puzzlement would be hilarious.
