Sorry, wrong number!

OhMissScarlett

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Has anyone ever gotten a truly bizarre wrong number?

A man just left a message on my answering service. It sounded like he was about 90 years old and was as follows:

"Hi, Alicia, this is Dick, just calling to see if we were going to practice today. If you want, you can go ahead and come over after cheerleading practice, if not, we can practice on the phone. Again, this is Dick, just wanting to know if you were going to practice the piano today. Let me know..."

Totally bizarre, considering the phone number he was calling from was in a town about 200 miles from here. Yeah, Alicia, call me if you want to practice, baby. ;)
 
I got one when I was 10 form a guy calling his girl friend. He wouldn't believe me when I told him he had the wrong number. Until I called for my mom. ;)

If I had been a bit older and a bit bolder I might have enjoyed the phone call a bit more.
 
As a teen, I once dialed a wrong number and got this guy who offered to be the friend I was looking for.

:eek:

Mommy, help!
 
LadyJeanne said:
As a teen, I once dialed a wrong number and got this guy who offered to be the friend I was looking for.

:eek:

Mommy, help!
Why does the FBI keep arresting all my mature male friends? :)
 
OhMissScarlett said:
Totally bizarre, considering the phone number he was calling from was in a town about 200 miles from here. Yeah, Alicia, call me if you want to practice, baby. ;)

The wrong digit could have been in the area code? In England, I know at least one set of area code which are 200 miles and one wrong digit apart.

The Earl
 
TheEarl said:
The wrong digit could have been in the area code? In England, I know at least one set of area code which are 200 miles and one wrong digit apart.

The Earl
I checked that, but this number was way off from ours. Unless he just dialed the number in the dark...
 
Yup. I once got a phone call from a guy who was insisting I met him in a bar a week earlier. :confused:

I never was in a bar. My 8-year old was sick and besides I never go to bars. The weird thing was, he could tell me what I looked like and the phone number was correct. It was a bit scary.

Somebody pulling my leg? I never found out.

:D
 
OhMissScarlett said:
"Hi, Alicia, this is Dick, just calling to see if we were going to practice today. If you want, you can go ahead and come over after cheerleading practice, if not, we can practice on the phone. Again, this is Dick, just wanting to know if you were going to practice the piano today. Let me know..."

Hey! That's my line! Except that I refer to myself as "Mr. Penis".

You'd be surprised how many times it works.

--Zoot
 
Right after my mother died, my father got a wrong number from a woman.... then she asked him out.. turns out she made about 7 "wrong numbers" all to old men who had just lost their wives......

funny... wrong number!!!!
 
dreampilot79 said:
Right after my mother died, my father got a wrong number from a woman.... then she asked him out.. turns out she made about 7 "wrong numbers" all to old men who had just lost their wives......

funny... wrong number!!!!

That doesn't sound desperate at all. :rolleyes:
 
dreampilot79 said:
yeah.. and if they didn't have money... it turned into a real wrong number!!!!

Guess she figured they weren't as likely to out live a second (or more) wife.
 
I used to list my name in the phone book with my first initial and last name only--no address. I have a fairly unusual last name, but apparently there was a guy who shared it and my first initial. He didn't have a phone or it was unlisted. I found this out when his girlfriend called me to tell me she thought I should know my husband had cheated on me. I kept telling her I didn't know the guy, but she was sure I was sticking up for him. Apparently he'd told her he was getting a divorce, but he hadn't gone through with it so she was helping him along.

The funny thing was this was only the first phone call I got for this guy. For the next couple of years I got dozens more. Some were from other women (I finally figured out he was giving out my number as his own), but there were also creditors--the guy must have owed everybody. I even got some of his mail. For a while I got a subscription to one of those free baby magazines you get when you're pregant. It was addressed to his Mrs.

The last straw was a year later. I started getting laminated obituary notices from companies for the guy's kid who'd died about a month after it was born. Really creeped me out. I happen to mention what was going on at work one day and one of my co-workers jaw dropped. She knew the guy, he went to her church. The next day I brought in the mail I had and she passed it on telling him the next time I told her I was getting calls from his girlfriends, the person she'd tell would be his wife. That was the end of that.

Jayne
 
jfinn said:
I used to list my name in the phone book with my first initial and last name only--no address. I have a fairly unusual last name, but apparently there was a guy who shared it and my first initial. He didn't have a phone or it was unlisted. I found this out when his girlfriend called me to tell me she thought I should know my husband had cheated on me. I kept telling her I didn't know the guy, but she was sure I was sticking up for him. Apparently he'd told her he was getting a divorce, but he hadn't gone through with it so she was helping him along.

The funny thing was this was only the first phone call I got for this guy. For the next couple of years I got dozens more. Some were from other women (I finally figured out he was giving out my number as his own), but there were also creditors--the guy must have owed everybody. I even got some of his mail. For a while I got a subscription to one of those free baby magazines you get when you're pregant. It was addressed to his Mrs.

The last straw was a year later. I started getting laminated obituary notices from companies for the guy's kid who'd died about a month after it was born. Really creeped me out. I happen to mention what was going on at work one day and one of my co-workers jaw dropped. She knew the guy, he went to her church. The next day I brought in the mail I had and she passed it on telling him the next time I told her I was getting calls from his girlfriends, the person she'd tell would be his wife. That was the end of that.

Jayne

Wow!

The truth really is stranger than fiction!
 
Had a message left on my answering machine one time:

"Hello, I actually dialed the wrong number but thought the voice on the answering machine was so sexy that I had to listen to the whole thing. Have a nice day."

I found it rather interesting. Other parties were less than amused.
 
My phone number used to be one digit (in the prefix) different than a local restaurant. 4 or 5 times per year we'd get a call intended for the restaurant by people wanting to place carryout orders. We'd go ahead and take the order over the phone.

I'm sure there were some pretty upset people when they got to the restaurant and found that their order wasn't ready to go. :D
 
I had someone mistake our phone number for the local appliance repair center once. That's not especially strange, but the bizarre part is that she would not take my word for this fact. She kept demanding to know when her washing machine would be ready, and every time I tried to tell her that she had the wrong number, she got more aggressive about being put off and demanded that I stop making excuses and address the washing machine issue. Finally I got a pause where I could say quite clearly that this was not the appliance repair shop. And her reaction?

"Then why you answerin' their phone?"

I'm sorry. I hung up. :eek: What else could I do?

Better still, though, was the one I got at the animal shelter. We had an animal behavior helpline designed to aid people who might give up a pet, but might hang in if someone would help them solve the biggest issue. I answered the phone one morning early and was asked if we had a behavior helpline. I replied that we did, but that the behaviorist was not in, and that we usually worked by having the caller leave a message and receive a call back within 24 hours. The caller hesitated, then said that this was an issue that was really bothering him, and he'd been trying to get around to calling for a long time. Was there someone he could talk to now? I agreed to hear out the problem; I'm not a behaviorist, but I can trouble-shoot the basics like fence-jumping, litter box issues, etc. So he launched into his problem.

"Well, this has really been bothering me a long time now. It's, um ... been a few years. I'm, um ... going through my mother's clothes ..."

Dead pause. I frantically try not to howl laughing. Then very gently, I say:

"Ah, this is an animal behavior helpline. And it ... doesn't sound to me like your problem involves an animal. Does it?"

"Um. No." *click*

Poor bastard. It really sounded like it had taken all he had to make that call. I hope the unlucky sod eventually called the *right* behavior line and didn't just crawl under a rock in shame.
 
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dr_mabeuse said:
Hey! That's my line! Except that I refer to myself as "Mr. Penis".

You'd be surprised how many times it works.

--Zoot
If he would've called himself "Mr. Penis", I would've had to have called back pretending to be the piano student. ;)
Scarlett gets excited when she has a heavy breather
and sadly, I just don't get enough of them now that I don't work in the hotel business. :cool:
 
I got one once from a rather elderly lady telling me (and no typos, this is what she actually said):

"Git yo ass ovah heah, and git dis pie!"
 
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