Wrong Numbers

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Demi Lovato

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I'm not sure how, but some elder women would constantly call to my house. My parents told her that she had the wrong number, but she wouldnt stop. It went on to the point where we would just stop answering.
So one day, I decide to listen to one of her many messages.
You wouldn't believe how bad I felt for her, because she cried though-out most of the message. She was looking for one of her relatives, but I'm not sure.
That was almost a year ago, hopefully she remembered or found the correct number of whoever she was trying to find.

Well, i don't know, maybe it was just alzheimers.
 
I have a really novel idea. But get ready because there could be some consequences. It seems to me that people really don't like phones. They complain about them all the time. So I figured out a way to fix it. Put on your peril sensitive sunglasses because here it comes.

Don't answer. Turn it off or unplug it. :eek:
 
Some drunkard (I say that because 14 out of the 20 or so calls he made, he was drunk - you could tell) kept calling my phone wanting my wife Tammy. I told him over and over that I wasn't married. He swore up and and down that I was a fucking liar and that he had to speak with Tammy. Finally I told him, and I quote:
"I'm sorry, Tammy can't come to the phone right now, I put her in the basement. Oh, wait a minute, I don't have a basement, so she's under my house."
He never called again
 
"Burger King - What's your beef?"
"Doug's Morgue - You stab 'em, we slab 'em"
"Doug's Morgue - You kill 'em, we chill 'em"
"Doug's Crematorium - You kill 'em, we grill 'em"

Guaranteed to end prank/wrong-numbered calls.
 
My old phone number was the same as an electrician's number. Well he used to have it. I'd often get woken up with people's complaints about some lightbulb or something. I'd tell them every time that they have the wrong phone number. I'd still get tons of calls! I also found out that the electrician lived nearby and frequented the same stores but cause as some stores do, they collect your hone number and each time I'd get this guy's name. I saw his address. Gah, that was frustrating.


Now with my new number, I'm one number off from one of the doctor's waiting rooms in the nearby hospital. Those wrong numbers are getting less frequent, but it does get frustrating when it's an early call. Thank goodness it's not the emergency room's number because I'd be getting calls all night!
 
I had that same thing happen to me before - but the fuckhead called like 5 times and never believed me. Finally his wife called and I was like what the fuck are you people doing.
 
My phone number is one off from the local post office. I always want to joke with people, but screwing around with other people's mail is a federal offence, so I never do.
 
I had a local jail calling my house quite often. It would be maybe once a month, but 20 or so times in a row. It was a bit annoying. Collect calls, of course I didnt accept. Instead of saying their name in the place where the were supposed to, they kept trying to get me to accept. "Cmon man, I just need to talk" "Cmon girl, answer" "cmon I know you're there" and the best of em all "Hey! It's me baby! Answer damnit" or something to that effect.

I knew I didnt know them, and they knew they didn't know me, but it was entertaining to hear what some random jailbird had to say next.
 
There's a fellow in town with the same name as mine, so I'll get calls every now and then,

Caller: Hello, is XXX there?
Me: Yes, this is she.
Caller: Are you sure?
Me: Fairly certain.

My goofy husband loves to talk. He once spent almost an hour talking to someone who had dialed a wrong number.
 
Somebody has been calling my friend for about 5 months asking for "Jack". My friend got really frustrated and she began texting the person that she wasn't Jack, but still the people on the other end didn't believe her.

So eventually I took the phone, and I re-called the number and I asked them for Jack. The conversation went something like this.

"Hello?"
"Hey. Is Jack there?"
"What? Stop messing with me."
"Dude, is Jack there?"
"Who is this? Are you with Jack?"
(repeat)

That didn't stop them, but now every time they call her, she just asks them where Jack is. It's kind of fun.
 
My family doesn't even have a home phone anymore.. so now all of my school records have my cell phone, and all of my brothers and sisters cell phone, so they probably do not even know who to call anymore..
 
One time, this French lady called and I couldnt understand her. Finally I got it through to her that she had the wrong number. It was creepy cus she talked all low. And then this other time some chick called me while I was at Hershey Town Penn. in line for a rollar coaster and it sounded like she needed an ambulance. I was in the line screaming at this girl "DO YOU NEED HELP??? DO I NEED TO CALL AN AMBULANCE??" then she just hanged up.
 
I accidentally texted some guy(who I'm barely acquainted with) a message that was supposed to go to my ex-girlfriend :redface:

Me: Baby you are the most beautiful person in the world. Sleep well, I'll bring you some breakfast in the morning when I get to school. G'night!(slew of smileys)

Me(yes, again): [More mushy nonsense]

Him: QUIT STALKING ME YOU FREAK!!


Turns out her number was off by a digit or two, so i got both confused. That was fun to sort out.
 
Not exactly a wrong number story, but I recently got a call asking if I wanted to go to college to learn about computers...

I offered to send them my transcript for the last 3 years listing my Java, System Analysis and Design, Databases, and AI classes. They just kinda went "Oh.." and hung up.
 
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