It comes in decorator colours? I had no idea. (No wonder it’s so popular!)
Once i got 3 messages on two seperate times, all in the morning hours (where i was asleep) on my cell.
And in all them, there was a man on the other line that starts jabbering Pakistani.
I seriously have to cut him off because i didn’t hear an end to whatever he was talking about! Then 5 minutes later after hanging up, he’d to it again.
I’m usualy a polite gal, and went through the whole “what number were you trying to reach”, and it turnes out he was dialing the wrong number, but by the very last call, i was boiling.
I screamed my ass off that this is the freaking wrong number, and he better look very carefuly which buttons he is freaking pressing.
He certainly never called again.
I once got a text message along the lines of
“Listen, I really miss you, and I know you are trying to work things out with John but I’ve been agonizing over this for weeks and I can’t live without you …”
I kindly sent back a message saying he had the wrong number.
And then, weeks later, I got dumped over text message.
Lousy cell phones.
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You’re not in Kansas City, are you? We have had our number for 2 1/2 years now, and we still periodically get this woman who accuses me of both “lyin’” and “hidin’ her maaaayyyn” from her.
I think next time I’ll put Mr. Kat on the phone like you and John did!
My favorite wrong number response has got to be Danny DeVito in Ruthless People:
I’ve used this one a few times. Always gets a laugh from my friends in the room, but the guy on the other end never seems to dig it . . .
Larry Mudd To see what I mean by the colors of crack thing, you can see a picture at http://www.rebuildingmadison.info/. Scroll almost all the way down.
When I lived in my last place, I got MULTIPLE from the same school a few times a week telling me that DeShawn, Julia, Keisha, and Latasha were missing school. They all had different last names. You’d think eventually the lady would’ve noticed that this one band of truants all had the same phone number listed.
My folks kept getting late night calls for a “Cheryl”. Dad said it sounded like the same person making the calls. He kept telling the caller they had a wrong number, but the calls kept coming. Finally, they got a call a 1:00AM for Cheryl, so Dad just said, “She got tired of waitng and went out with Joe.” The voice on the other end stuttered a bit, and said OK. Never got another call for Cheryl.
Your link didn’t send to me the information I was looking for, but what a great site and project! Did you notice that they have a PayPal link?
Too cool.
chique. that link ought to be http://www.rebuildingmadison.info/players.htm#stems
For those who don’t want the trouble, the caps on the crack vials are colored, and each seller in this neighborhood uses a distinctive color.
My old cell phone number was apparently very similar to someone’s fax machine number, because for a period of about 2 months I would get calls on my cell, only to answer and hear a “Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…”, like a fax machine waiting to connect to the other machine.
And it would keep happening. I would get 10 messages in a row, each about 2 minutes worth of “Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…”.
My guess is someone programmed the wrong number into their fax. I’m glad I got rid of that cell phone though, I used to get wrong number calls multiple times a day when I had it.
I had a number that was one digit off from a beauty shop. Most of the time the callers would twig that there was something wrong when they heard me answer, “Hullo” instead of “Continental” so it was no big deal. This one time, though, the woman must have had a list in her hand because she launched into a spiel asking for an appointment for a whole bunch of things. I understood “shampoo” and “cut” but the rest was lost on my poor male-oriented mind (Tips? Frost?). When she finally paused for a breath I responded, “Okay, but you’re probably not going to like the way it comes out.”
" . . . Is this Continental?"
“No, ma’am, but I’ll do my best.”
She laughed, commented she probably would be dissatisfied at the results and apologized.
Weird part was I’d go for months without a misdial, then get three in a week. Maybe some big event I was unaware of would happen and they’d want to get slicked up.
DD
My phone number with 1-800 in front of it, was for awhile, the toll free number for AA. I would get calls from people who had been drinking at 1 or 2 in the morning. They would look up AA and think it was a local number and leave off the 1-800 and call me. It is hard being nice to a drunk who has just woke you up from a sound sleep. 