I was digging through some of my old papers from two years ago: letters from friends, postcards, pay stubs, etc. In amongst this stuff I find a napkin with “TIFFANY” and two phone numbers written underneath it.
I racked my brain, and for the life of me I cannot remember meeting any Tiffany, nor do I know why I would have her phone numbers scrawled on a napkin amongst my things. Who is this person? How do I know her? Is she still waiting around for me to call? What did I forget?
That’s funny. A couple years ago I cleaned out my wallet and found the torn flap from a matchbook w/ a woman’s name and number. I didn’t have a clue, but I was reluctant to toss it. Still don’t remember where it came from. Did I miss out? or luck out? :rolleyes:
I once found a Post-it note near my computer with a phone number on it, and what looked like hours for a store or something but they were really odd. I asked my mother about it, and she didn’t know anything–not surprising.
I Googled the number. The phone number to the local airport–which I had called to find out when they opened, because I was due to take off early in the morning.
Some secret admirer obviously bought you an extravagant gift at Tiffany & Co and then left a cryptic message about it on your voice mail. You jotted down “Tiffany” and the two phone numbers s/he left in the message – most likely his/hers and the store phone number.
That’s the only possible explanation.
You could always call and find out…
I discovered a love note in the back of a notebook the other day when I was looking for something. Man, am I ever grateful that my wife isn’t the suspicious jealous type because I would have been in deep trouble: “Who’s Ayaka?! Why is she writing that she loves you?” Instead, she thought it was cute when I showed her. I can honestly say, I don’t remember who the girl was.
It was a notebook that I used for logging my workouts back in 2004. I figure one of my students got into it when I was either away from my desk or working out and wrote in it. It took about two years for me to get the message; I’d never seen it before. Sorry Ayaka, I was taken way before you wrote that, and no way would I do anything with a student, former or current.
I’ve got at least 10 numbers in my cell phone that I don’t remember entering. I don’t recognize the names, the phone numbers, anything at all. One of these days, I might just call them all and see who they are.
I have a bazillion of these little scraps of paper. Seriously. Someday I’m going to go on a phoning spree: “Hi, this is Kythereia, and I’m sure you probably have no idea who I am but I think you gave me your number once…”
I got a phone call about a year ago from an unknown young man who said:
“I was going through my phone, taking out numbers I don’t use anymore, and I found your name and number. I don’t know who you are, and I was just wondering if you’re deletable?”
I told him that, well, I don’t think of myself as an inherently deletable person, but he may have other opinions. We spent the next five minutes or so telling each other about ourselves, trying to figure out who we were and where we had met. After ascertaining that even if we knew each other, we now lived in different states anyway, we bid each other a fond delete.
It was actually very pleasant and amusing 
Anyone else read that as “delectable”?
So you’re the one giving my home number these mysterious phone calls when I’m at work…!
Tiffany (a he, by the way) is your contact in the Great Network Conspiracy. You should have called at least once every six months. You have now been flagged as ‘suspicious–possibly compromiosed’, and dropped from the confidential email loop. Which explains why your spam levels have increased: your ISP has disabled the decoder that turns apparent spam into meaningful messages.
Expect discreet surveillance.
…No comment. flees
I’m constantly finding unknown numbers (generally with womens’ names attached) in my cellphone.
I don’t know where they come from, because I’m just not the “walk up and introduce myself and get the digits”-type guy.
And I can never quite muster up the chops to call them and ask who they are.
Do you have Bluetooth on your phone? Is it enabled? I read somewhere recently (maybe on this very board) that cell phones with Bluetooth enabled will happily swap numbers with any other similarly enabled cell phone in the vicinity, and never, ever let you know about it.
They’re promiscuous that way.
I walked into a bar once and got a beer. Went to put it on one of thos cardboard beer coasters and saw a phone number on it. Took a look and it was MY phone number. Nobody had called that I knew of, I hadn’t been in that bar in months. Just strange.
Every bluetooth phone I’ve ever owned has required authorization before it accepts unsolicited input from another bluetooth. You can set a bluetooth device not to require authorization, but you have to identify it and actually do the authorization manually.
I do, however, hit “accept” if I ever get “toothed” in public. Just for the hell of it. Got some bizarre porn that way. :eek:
Well, that’s what you get for public toothing. 
I keep my Bluetooth turned off because it uses juice like there’s no tomorrow otherwise.