Monday, 27 October 2008

Wrong number

I've had a few random odd wrong number coincidences lately. I thought, hey, why not turn it into simply silly blog post.

Have you ever felt like striking up a conversation with someone on the end a wrong number ...making a connection with a stranger ? (like as in blogging LOL - except a wrong number calling might be crazy stalker and they might know your number - scary)

I get a few odd wrong numbers and I often forget phone etiquette ... remember this phone nightmare.


phone rings ...

Me: Hello

Lady with chirpy voice : Is this the Wild Hibiscus Company?

Me: No ...

Lady : Oh ...sorry wrong number .

She hung up quickly ...

So , I damn couldn't ask any questions

It sounded interesting.I thought 'I have never heard of it' and I wanted to ask her about it..Since I was a bit bored I googled it.

The Wild Hibiscus Flowers in Syrup was "discovered" by happy accident at a lively Australian dinner party in 1998, when Lee Etherington and a group of (tipsy) friends playfully dunked a crimson wildflower into a champagne flute.

The flower slid gracefully to the bottom of the glass, and the friends watched, agog, as champagne bubbles streamed across it, and the petals slowly unfurled. Lee, a 21-year-old tour guide who owned a small food business and had only ever used the edible Hibiscus as a dessert garnish, took a sip of his exotic creation.

It was a Eureka moment.

It was an Eureka moment for me too because about 3 years ago I went to a dinner party and I tried a wild hibiscus dipped in syrup, then floated in sparkling wine ... I think my friend knew someone who invented it. They are delicious if you want a unique gift...I digress.

A few weeks ago my phone rang ...

Me: Hello

Older Guy: Hi - do you know /does Random boy's name - our surname live here ?

Me: No, don't know him , he doesn't live here , why ? [because I am nosy]

Guy: He was involved in an accident this morning. I need to speak to him

That very morning we had passed a car accident just down the road , a few minutes after it happened involving a P (under 1 year provisional licenced driver) plater. So I asked ...

Me:Was that the one on the New bridge about 8am ? [ because I am extra nosy]

Guy: YES ??? [in a very puzzled voice - like I was a psychic or crazy]

Me: Sorry I really don't know him and we really did just pass by.
Guy continued to say the kid had given him a mobile number but it kept ringing out . I guess he was trying the names in phone book. Ours is quite common though.

In my 20's and early 30's I worked as a registered nurse in a children's ward. One night, late, the phone rang for Judy, a single mum in her 40's, my nursing colleague.It was a older guy.
Jude was out having a } smoke with a bloke who had come to visit her. It was not on an official meal break but she never bothered about the rules. A few other nurses were on the same shift but we were busy enough.

The guy asked where she was /when she would be back -I said "I think she is outside with [lets call him Mike] Mike" ?

Long silent - pause ...

the random guy says 'Okay' in an irritated voice , and he hangs up. I am too busy to tell Jude. I don't see her for a while.

Fast forward to a few weeks ... Jude asks me if I remembered talking to "Pete" her no 1 at the time, the night "Mike" came to see her ...oops !

It reminded me of this joke ? ...

It was last Wednesday night, and I was sitting in my room watching television when the phone rang.


A girl's voice came over the line. "Can I speak to Ben, please?"

I live by myself, and my name definitely is not Ben. It was probably a wrong number and I was bored.

"I'm sorry, he's not in right now. Can I take a message?"

"Do you know what time he'll be back?" she responded.

"I think he said he'd be home around 10:00."

Silence on the other end... a confused silence.

"Is this Steve?"

My name isn't Steve, either. This was definitely a wrong number.

"Yes, it is. Do you want to leave a message for Ben?"

"Well... he said he would be home tonight and asked me to call him..." she said in a slightly irritated voice.

I replied, "Well, he went out with Karen about an hour ago, and said that he would be back at 10:00."

A shocked voice now: "Who's Karen?!"

"The girl he went out with."

"I know that! I mean... who is she?"

"I don't know her last name. Look, do you want me to leave a message for Ben?"

"Yes... please do. Tell him to call me when he gets home."

She was sounding pretty irate at this point, and I could hear her temper flaring. "I sure will. Is this Jennifer?"

She exploded this time. "Who's Jennifer?"

Apparently she wasn't.

"Well... he's going out with Jennifer at 10:00. I thought you were her. Sorry... it was an honest mistake."

"Ben's the one that's made the mistake! Tell him that Alice called him and the she's very upset and that I would like him to call me as soon as he gets home."

I smiled and said, "Okay, I will... but Becky isn't going to like this..."

Then I remembered a dumb joke I had been sent ...and I googled more.
One morning the phone rang at 3:00 a.m. in Jeff's house. He picked up the phone and a woman asked, "Is this 555-1111?"

"No, this is 555-1112." Jeff replied.

"Oh, I'm so sorry for disturbing you." The woman said.

"That's alright," Jeff said. "I had to get up to answer the phone anyway."

(if it was our phone ringing at 3am I wouldn't be this cheerful or polite )

An man rang labor room of hospital to to know about his pregnant wife. By mistake he dialled the number of a cricket stadium.

Man: How's it going?

Reply: Fine, four are already out. The last one was a duck.

A woman meant to call a record store, but dialed the wrong number and got a private home instead. "Do you have 'Eyes of Blue' and 'A Love Supreme?'" she asked.

"Well, no," answered the puzzled homeowner. "But I have a wife and eleven children."

"Is that a record?" the caller inquired, puzzled in her turn.

"I don't think so," replied the man, "but it's as close as I want to get."

The last one is hilarious if you make it to end ...

Maybe I should get an answering machine or more friends ...

I still detest talking to answering machines myself . I sound like a gibbering fool- if I did I would use this message.

... a quote I nabbed from somewhere by River
I don’t have a machine, but if I did it might say,

“River’s answering machine is on holiday, this is the refrigerator speaking. If you speak slowly and clearly I will take you name and number and stick it to myself with a little magnet”.
I love it ...what's your favourite wrong number joke or classic answering machine message ?

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