Make sure that you know who you're talking to first
The Ballad of Joe
When I got my first cell phone at the age of 19, I kept getting a lot of calls for the same person, whom I’ll call Joe. Joe was apparently a bit of a shady character, as a lot of the calls were people yelling about him owing them money, the location of “packages”, etc. Joe had apparently changed his number without informing his creditors/accomplices. It was damn annoying for me because my voicemail kept getting filled up with messages for this guy.
So one night I was in a hotel room with my family – we were all going to visit my grandfather for Christmas – when my phone started to ring in the middle of the night. My family members were all yelling at me to shut off my damn phone. I did so and went back to sleep.
Next morning, I checked my messages to hear, “Joe, I’m really sorry, but I had to call the cops. You’ve got, like, five minutes, man.”
Calls for Joe declined after that. (nezumipi)
Prank Gone Wrong
I pick up the phone and hear what is clearly a child’s voice: “Um, hello? This is, um, the refrigerator company?”
Okay, so it’s clearly a wrong number because I don’t know any children, and they’re clearly setting me up for an “Is your refrigerator running?” joke. So I decide to mess with them.
“Oh, the refrigerator company! Finally, I’ve been waiting for you to call back for days! My fridge still isn’t running – I’ve defrosted it, I’ve cleaned the coils, I’ve reset the circuit breaker, I’ve tried plugging it into another outlet, it will won’t chill. It’s not making any noise or anything, the fans don’t spin – and yes, I cleaned the fans too. The light works, but that’s about it. I’ve lost hundreds of dollars of food and I’m being greatly inconvenienced by having to buy new food every day. I have an important dinner party on Saturday, and I absolutely must have refrigeration! I need you to send out an emergency technician immediately, because this wait is absolutely unacceptable!”
The poor kid breaks down and fesses up that she’s just trying to do a prank phone call and she must have gotten the wrong number. So I fess up that I’m just messing with her, give her some tips on scripting and delivery, and we part amicably. (jednorazowa)
I used to get texts from this Asian family for like six or seven years. I tried to explain that I wasn’t their grandmother or whoever they thought I was a number of time[s], but they never listened and I stopped trying. So they kept sending me pictures of their kids and vacations.
I saw them travel to San Francisco, I got to basically be a part of their youngest kids birth, I saw one of their kids go into high school, I literally watched their kids grow up and I never met them. I was honestly pretty sad when I had to change my phone number, I’d gotten so invested. (The_Pie_Boy)