When you try to phone someone and end up calling the wrong number, is it so difficult to simply say so? Why do we have to go through the same routine every time “hello… hello…. who’s this?!”
Excuse me, but I think you’re the one who called me and I’m not going to give you my name. And when we finally establish that you’ve called the wrong number, is it so difficult to politely apologize? You interrupted me, sometimes in my sleep… I think that deserves at least a quick apology. Hanging up on someone is rude, regardless of whether or not you meant to call them.
—The manners nazi
This article appears in Dec 17-23, 2009.
agree.
This, I can understand…
though it’s typically
“hello?”
“… hi, is Xxxxxx there?”
“… uh, no, I think you have the wrong number”
“…. oh ok, sorry.”
” bye…”
click…..
dee dee dee dee doo doo doo doo … dee dee dee dee doo doo doeo do.. daa daa dee
( have ‘fall to pieces’ velvet revolver ringtone)
“hello?”
“… hi, is Xxxxxx there?”
“… uh, you just called the same number again… I think you have the wrong one….”
“uh, ok, bye”
click
dee dee dee dee doo doo doo doo … dee dee dee dee doo doo doeo do.. daa daa dee
“grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr …. talk to the voicemail bitch”
bing bong…
oh look, they left a voicemail even though it CLEARLY states my fucking name in the prompt…. you clearly have been living in a fucking HOLE for 30 years while both TELEPHONES AND ENGLISH have been developing….
Manners are a thing of the past my friend.. a thing of the past!
and it must be someone from the twilight zone – i knew that shiot was real!! HAHA
so if you accidentally do dial the wrong number, why is that the person on the other end wants to know who you are…
hello, can i speak to betty please?
no you have the wrong number, who is this?
if its the wrong number ..its none of your business who is calling….geesh…
haha queenofhearts – no doubt – i always say ” i’m the guy you wrong number dialed and you are who? ” lol. Unless she shounds hot and in that case i will ask if it’s ok to call back on that number on my call display and ask her out for dinner . There is exceptions to the rule !!!!
My favourite one was when I dialed incorrectly and the person was too polite. They wanted to know what number I was dialing so they could try to help me. How exactly rhis help was supposed to occur I’ve never quite been able to figure out as I was perfectly capable of politely excusing myself, hanging up and redialing, this time correctly, the number of the friend I was originally calling.
There’s this woman that will call me every 2 months or so and ask for John, despite me telling her that it’s a wrong number. So I usually pick up a different person each time. One day I was a Brit, the next, a pissed off Yank. All in good fun. Honestly, I think it’s kay when she hasn’t taken her meds.
haha!
weedhog ..ur funny …haha
After we got our phone number I spent six months convincing various creditors that some dude named J. Harris Harview didn’t live at this number and our address was not the same as Mr. Harview.
Even after spending 15-20 minutes convincing the call centre operators (real people on the phone no less) of this fact they’d always say “Please wait about 30 days until this phone number is taken off the phone list as belonging to J. Harris Harview. Thank you for your patience. Is there anything else I can help you with today, Mr. Harview?”
Eventually they stopped but it was after much rolling of eyes.
unless you get called by a bill collector in india,most people will say sorry.i had one guy,in banglidesh call me at 2 in the moning back about 5 years ago,looking for someone,with almost the same name,middle inital was different.almost me to a tee,but you think this jerkwad would listen to reason,no.he asked me if i changed my middle name lately,don’t fucking think so dude.then the clencher,he actually asked me,get this,if i was sure that i wasn’t this other person.how fucking idiotic a question.duh,i was born who i am fool.you want me to fax you my fucking birth certificate and driver’s license too.get fucked,and i slammed the phne,so hard i snapped the hand piece.
I got a call from a bill collector for someone who doesn’t live here (wrong number) and when I kept telling them that they kept yelling at me in their little indian accent “YOU ARE BIGGEST LIAR! YOU ARE *I don’t even remember the name of the chick he was calling for*! YOU ARE LIAR!”
They called 4 or 5 times and finally gave up.
And actually, LS: someone tried to tell me I was required to send this guy proof that I wasn’t this person. Yeah, right: just because some asshat collection agency has the wrong number doesn’t mean I have to do fuck all to prove I’m not this person.
A couple years ago some old lady would call my number about once a week looking for “Trudy” or “Judy” or some shit. She was polite and perhaps senile, so I didn’t get that pissed.
I get calls from Big Brothers/Big Sisters asking for donations but I keep telling them that I’m an only child. They don’t get the fucking hint.
Actually, sodeypop, my grandmother made a good friend from a wrong number from some old lady who would continually call. They just got to talking when she’d call and eventually they ended up meeting and became BFFs.
I had some girl call me and ask who I was and I said “You called me” then she came back with “you called me first”. yeah okay. And she called me back next weekend. Come to find out some creep I refuse to talk to was doing those online prank call things with my number and using other people’s numbers to call me every weekend. Yay. Oh and some business’s fax number was one number off from my mom’s house phone so they would get calls every day very early in the morning with that screechy fax noise. My mom would call this number everyday and tell them to do something about it. I don’t know what they could have done about it really but she’s had that number for like 10 years, but it still kept happening so she kept faxing them and calling them non-stop and then they finally changed their number.
Do people really still talk on a phone? Thought it was all about ‘texting’ and ’email’.
Do you think the human species will evolve into something with no vocal cords and fucked up looking thumbs and digits with built in blackberries.
retard ^
if you want to kijiji, it’s WAY easier and faster to go the phone route.
e-mail = days,
phone = minutes.
other than that though, I text like a schoolgirl writing an exam….
“Do you think the human species will evolve into something with no vocal cords and fucked up looking thumbs and digits with built in blackberries.”
No, we’ll degenerate instead and be afraid of using speech to communicate because it’ll no longer be “the norm.” Two people who are colleagues or friends will be sitting on the same bench side-by-side texting one another while being too afraid to actually speak.
Somehow this will be called “progress” or “change”.