Sometimes Work Follows You Home, And Sometimes You Take It With You
About ten years ago, I worked at a bookshop. There was going to be a changeover with the website, so I created a very simple placeholder webpage that listed the contact details for the store. I double-checked all the contact details and, satisfied it was correct, put the page online.
The next day, I received a call while at home.
Me: *Answering on autopilot* “Hello, [Bookshop]. How can I help you?”
As I spoke, I realised what I had done and readied myself for an explanation.
Caller: “Ah, yes, hello. Can you tell me if you have [Book] in stock?”
Me: “Uh… of course! However, can you please call this number, instead?” *Gives the actual store number* “I’m afraid the number on the website isn’t for the shop front.”
Caller: *Slightly confused* “Okay… Thanks!”
After the call ended, I immediately contacted my colleague, who managed to update the site. Somehow, in checking the contact details, I hadn’t noticed that I’d entered my personal address and landline instead of the bookshop’s! In fairness, however, they were on the same road and shared an area code.
Thankfully, there were no other calls to my home number… and I never answered the phone in the same way again!