Wednesday, 28 November 2007

Sheila?

My phone rings, a number I don't recognise is displayed and I wonder who it can be, run though all the possibilities and yet with my imagination, I'm never right.

Me:Hello?
Caller: Sheila?
Me: Er No, I think you have the wrong number, I'm sorry.
Caller: Oh, I'm so, so sorry.
Me: No that's fine, don't worry.
Caller: I'm really very sorry.
Me: Really it's fine. Bye.
Caller: Sorry!

A few minutes pass. My phone rings. This time I recognise the number.

Me: I'm really sorry, it's still the wrong number.
Caller: Oh my goodness, I'm trying to.. well... my granddaughter... bad car accident. Oh my goodness.
Me: Oh... Er...
Caller: I'm so very, very sorry.
Me: No really, it's no trouble. Don't worry.
Caller: Oh but it is such trouble for you!
Me: Honestly it's fine.
Caller: Oh I'm sorry. I don't know what... Oh dear...
Me: Um...

And she was gone. I might add there was a significant amount of slurring.
I love that I just sit here, minding my own business and the weirdness just comes right to my door. But seriously, what is it with me and wrong numbers?

2 comments:

Domster1974 said...

You know wrong numbers are weird things, I would simply say you must have popular numbers in your number, and they dial one number wrong and they get you.

When I first moved here, although I got a new number and so on, I would get random calls from a drunk woman telling me the wierdest shit.

It tended to be when I was out, so my answerphone would get the random woman screaming that I did not understand her. It was a withheld number, and I couldn't stop her calling. It was random though, it was months between calls. One day i chatted to her, and she called me Otis, and told me I was a bastard and disguising my voice.

After a while, I figured out she had one digit different to my number and she was miss dialing me occasionally. So god bless poor Otis, he probably got this everyday, and I just got the drug or alcohol fueled one, when she couldn't dial properly

Flibbertigibbet said...

I am filled with sympathy for Otis. Imagine his life!
No, don't, it's entirely too depressing, although he had an entirely splendid name!