I have to set this up a bit.
My girlfriend didn’t like my old message. It was something kind of snarky about telemarketers (from me? NO!), and she complained about it every now and then.
She also has the habit of hanging up in the middle of leaving messages. She has a very busy phone life, so it’s not uncommon to get a voicemail from her that goes “Hi, it’s me! I was just calling for, oh, hang on, it’s my mom,” click. And then no followup call to finish the message.
And finally, she’s one of those people who relies on the entries in her cell phone to store phone numbers, and has very few of them actually memorized. It was a major moment in our relationship when she was somewhere without her cell and was able to dial my number on someone else’s phone, off the top of her head.
Okay, so. A couple of months ago, I get a message that goes like this:
“Hey, babe. Y’know, I keep saying, I really hate your message. You really need to change it. I was thinking, maybe it could say something like, Hi, this is 206-…”
And there’s a brief pause, wherein you can hear her thinking, trying to remember what comes after the area code. Then she continues, glossing over the fact that she doesn’t know my phone number:
“…206, blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah… Oh, wait, hold on a second.” Click. Hanging up, interrupted by an incoming call.
Then she didn’t call back to complete her thought.
So I immediately changed my voicemail, as follows: “This is two oh six, blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah.” Beeeep.
My friends thought it was hilarious, even before they knew the story. And after I explained, they thought it was even funnier.
My girlfriend didn’t remember leaving the message, so I had to explain it to her, too. 