Our Doctors surgery has recently started texting a reminder of your appointment to you.

After receiving 7 text reminders in a week, i then got a call from them, to cancel as the Doctor wasn’t going to be in that day!

I’m sixteen. This year, I found out that my mom was cheating on my dad and they were going to get divorced. I didn’t know what to do.

A lady at my church starting doing “Car Chronicles” with me, where we meet once a week and get food and sit in her car in a parking lot. She lets me pour out my heart about everything and she gives me awesome advice.

Ever since the virus started, we haven’t been able to have “Car Chronicles” because of “social distancing,” and I have been devastated because I always look forward to being able to work through what’s going on in my family. 

Today, she texted to tell me that we are going to start FaceTiming and taking walks to talk in place of our weekly “Car Chronicles.” Her courage and willingness to continue meeting with me despite the circumstances we are all facing brighten my day.

(I’m awakened from a dead sleep by the phone ringing at 3:00 am. I’m a minister, so this kind of thing occasionally happens, and I figure I need to answer it. So, I stumble out to the living room and answer the phone.)

Me: “Hello?”

Caller: “[Female Name]?”

Me: “No, you have the wrong number.”

Caller: “No, I don’t!” *hangs up*

(I’ve just gotten back to bed when the phone rings again.)

Me: “Hello?”

Caller: “[Female Name]?”

Me: “Sorry, as I’ve explained, you have the wrong number. There’s no [Female Name] here.”

Caller: “D*** it, [Female Name], talk to me!”

Me: “No [Female Name] here.” *hangs up*

(Once more, I’ve just gotten to bed when the phone rings.)

Me: “Hello?”

Caller: “[Female Name]?”

Me: “Look, I’m sorry. I’ve already told you twice: you have the wrong number. There is no one named [Female Name] here.”

Caller: “No, you’re [Female Name]! Quit avoiding me, b****! [Female Name]! Talk to me!”

Me: “I can’t help you. I’m not [Female Name].”

(After that, I unplugged the phone, praying that there would not be any ACTUAL pastoral emergencies.)

(I’m calling up a client I had a conversation with a week ago about a discount offer. The customer is an old lady.)

Me: “Hello, this is [My Name] calling from [Company]—”

Customer: “Yes, I know. You called me here today and I told you I wanted to think about it, but now I don’t want anything!”

(I’m somewhat surprised, but I take a look at my call history.)

Me: “Ma’am, are you sure? Because according to the call history I’ve only called you once before, and that was last week.”

Customer: “Yes, last week. That’s exactly what I said!”

Me: “…”

(Short story, she wasn’t interested.)

I work in a candy store whose phone number is very close to that of a large credit card company. We regularly get wrong number calls.

Me:
“Thank you for calling [Store]; this is [My Name]. How may I help you?”

Woman:
“Is this [Card Company]?”

Me:
“Um… no. This is [Store].”

Woman:
“Are you sure? I am positive I dialed the right number.”

Me:
“No, ma’am, we get this a lot. We are [Store] in a small town in Georgia.”

Woman:
*Quite irate now* “Young man, I do not know why you are lying to me, but I know I called the right number because I called the number right back!”

Me:
“I am sorry, ma’am. Their number is [number].”

Woman:
“How can you live with yourself, lying to a woman who has given you all this business over the years?! I demand your name so I can talk to your manager!”

Me:
“Well, okay, ma’am, my name is [My Name] but I am telling you, this is [Store] and you are looking for [Card Company].”

Woman:
“Oh, why didn’t you say so? But, I am still mad! So please transfer me to [Card Company] so I can complain about your poor customer service!”

Me:
“Please hold.” *Hangs up*