Dysfunctional people always know my phone number
Telephone tales:
Saturday night I was at my brother’s “surprise” party. When I got home there was a message from someone I went to grade school with on my answering machine. She asked if I still had this number and to call back. Then I noticed on the caller i.d. that she called 6 times in a 2 hour period! So now I am left to wonder what type of can of worms I’ll be opening up by calling her back. I’m unsure what to do. Usually I’m thrilled to catch up with an old friend and have done so recently but for some reason I’m really unsure about this one.
The other day I get a phone call asking for “Brandy”. I tell the person, I was unable to tell if it was a man or a woman, that there is no “Brandy” at this number. He/She said that he/she is sure that he/she butchered the name and would spell the last name in fear of butchering it. So she spells out my last name C-A-R-T-E-R. If you can’t pronounce Carter, I think a career in telemarketing isn’t for you until you use your paycheck to buy Hooked on Phonics. So tell he/she that the last name is correct but no “Brandy” here. Then he/she spells the first name and it is my husband’s first name. I tell her how to pronounce it and that he isn’t avaliable. So he/she starts his/her pitch about going back to school and continuing our education. I already spent 5 minutes teaching this moron how to read so I feel a bit committed to hear the speech. He/She asks me what I want to do with my life. I reply that I have no direction and don’t know. Then he/she hands me off to the supervisor to figure it out. Now I decide to make this fun. The supervisor, definately a woman, asks me what I want to do with myself and I tell her about my lack of direction, motivation, etc. Then she asks if I like various fields, business, accounting, sales, kids, etc. So I told her I like beer. I was told they couldn’t help me and to have a nice day.
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April 21, 2009 4:45 pm
MiddleAgedWomanBlogging, April 21, 2009 @ 6:14 pm
Too funny! When I first got my phone number I had men calling me from prison, bill collectors and other sundry governmental agencies looking for the lovely woman who had this number previously. I think this is one reason I refuse to get facebook…. I see the people I like already!
East Bluff Barbie, April 22, 2009 @ 11:37 am
We’ve had our phone number 10 years and we still get collection calls for the guy who had our number before us. I finally told one of the agents that if this number was given out in the last 10 years it was given out fraudulently. They were also lovely enough to have a second line forwarded into our number in order to avoid collection calls. It took an observant collection agent to figure that one out. When she called our number she got me and them when she would try the secondary number she would get me again. At least she believed me that I wasn’t bullshitting her and she quit calling us. Most of them think that I’m lying and keep calling anyway. Thank goodness we now have caller id but I still end up returning their messages and telling them not call here.