Hey, I Just Met You, And This Is Crazy, But This Ain’t Your Number…

Some people I know from back home have been using my phone number for various things, such as quick loan places. I change my number, cut them out of my life, and sort it out.

Or so I thought.

Immediately after getting my new number, I am still getting random calls and messages. This time, it’s for the guy who previously had that number. I’m getting crappy job offers, hook-up offers, random requests for favors, and just a whole bunch of wildly random stuff. At least once a week, I get a call.

It’s annoying, but I keep telling them they have the wrong number and explaining the situation. I figure it will peter out soon and carry on with my day.

Imagine my surprise when I suddenly get yet another phone call. This one is from a number I don’t recognize, even from the mess of wrong numbers I’ve been getting.

I answer it, and it turns out to be the guy that previously had the number.

Me: “Yeah, dude, you need to tell your friends that you changed numbers.”

Guy: “Who called? And when? What did they want?”

Me: “Call them back and find out. And while you’re at it, tell them your new number.”

Guy: “I think you need to tell me exactly who called, when, and what they wanted.”

Me: “Okay, number one, I didn’t write any of it down because none of it applied to me. Number two, I’m not your d*** secretary.”

Guy: “I’ve been applying for jobs. Some of them might be job offers! They’re important!”

Me: “Again, not to me, and you’re an idiot if you think I would somehow magically know your new number back then. Get off your lazy a** and update your contact information.”

I hung up on him. Then, I changed my number again. Wow, was it nice not answering at least one message a week. But seriously, how entitled do you have to be to think that some random person who gets your old number is obligated to play secretary?