Sorry, Wrong Number
I've had my home phone number for only a few months (after it was accidentally revealed on a police report to the people being written up), so I'm used to the occasional wrong number. Actually, I get fewer with this number than I did with the previous one--some poor lady named Vicky was finally receiving return calls from places where she'd applied for employment, probably eons ago. I don't have my name on my outgoing message, just the number, so I guess even if callers are paying attention to it (ha!) they don't know they're calling the wrong place.
Today, I heard this message on my voice mail: (heavy New York accent) Good morning, Gail, this is Toni with ______ Limousine. I got your fax with your reservations for Drew- I got it overnight but it's really dark and I wanted to go over the details with you, so please give me a call when you get a chance.
I hope Drew didn't wind up stranded.
Today, I heard this message on my voice mail: (heavy New York accent) Good morning, Gail, this is Toni with ______ Limousine. I got your fax with your reservations for Drew- I got it overnight but it's really dark and I wanted to go over the details with you, so please give me a call when you get a chance.
I hope Drew didn't wind up stranded.
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doctor's office
employer
mother
close friends
debt collection agencies
everyone who ever knew her
I finally had to change my outging message: "If you're looking for Angela 'blank'-a-zarri you have the wrong number."
I've always thought some cosmic meaning could be found in that.
WG--I just remembered that a few months ago I went to pick up a bagel tray at a place near the office, and while I was waiting for them to pack it, I noticed their Employee of the Month plaques on the wall. There was one with Vicky's name on it. So I guess all those people finally getting around to reading her application lost out on a decent employee.