Voicemail from a random number

[gometz]

I had a really sad one, it was about 7 years ago when I was working at Circuit City. I missed 2 calls from the number while on the floor, but 3 calls in a row I figure something is wrong.

Call went like this:
Me: Hello?
Him: Hey this is Bob (don't remember actual name), you hit my car this morning and said you'd call me with your information? You have it yet?
Me: Uh... I have been at work all day, who are you looking for?
Bob: What? Is this John?
Me: Nope, and I don't know anyone by that name. Sorry man.
Bob: Mother****er.... (hangs up)

 

[detlion1643]

I opened a Virgin Mobile account about 2 years ago with my fiance during the same day. Our numbers were about 30 digits from each other. Yet, I'm the one that keeps getting debt calls for some women. It's funny to hear the Indian accents question why the same "guy" keeps answering the phone...

Anyways, after about a year and a half of clamoring to not be called again because I don't know any women by the name they were trying to reach, I get a call from the state police.... Uh oh...

In the year this happened, I did get my only traffic violation, but paid it the next day. In my mind, I'm wondering if something is awry. They wouldn't tell me exactly who they were looking for at first, but proclaiming they had a warrant for my arrest. When I asked the person what I could possibly have done, they recited to me that they couldn't tell me. Ugh!

Well, after a couple more calls from the state police I finally asked if it was for the woman (previously from the debt collectors). They answered yes. I then asked them how could they possibly think that a guy who answers the phone every single time (and explained the debt calls as well) could possibly be some woman they were looking for, they got really quiet. Finally they stopped calling me.

Another few months go by and the state police calls my number again. They reluctantly apologize to me. I'm now confused as to why since they didn't state it at first. They finally ended up telling me they found the woman, and were really sorry for all the aggravation it may have cause me. I do sort of give them props for that!

But, wth, I still get the debt calls. Never ending I guess...

*I am fingerprinted and on record since I used to work at a casino (that's why I might've been scared since I'm in the system)...

 

[McBrewskie]

I got a call from a wrong number answered with "This is John". Woman on the line I'm guessing in her 60's or so goes all indignant with "uh yes this is Mrs. Smith".

Me: "okay"
Mrs. Smith: "Mrs. Smith"
Me: "Yeah"
Mrs. Smith: "I have reservations!"
Me: "Oh yes let me see, which day again?"
Mrs. Smith: "Thursday."
Me: "oh yes right here. How can I help you"
Mrs. Smith: "well we made reservation for dinner Thursday because we have a lot of family coming into town that weekend for the holidays"
Me: "of course"
Mrs. Smith: "well they won't all be here early enough to go to dinner Thursday so we'd like to move the reservation to Friday."
Me: "absolutely Mrs. Smith let me see what we have. How many?"
Mrs. Smith: "you have the original reservation!"
Me: "I know I just want to confirm it will still be the same"
Mrs. Smith: "10."
Me: "how does 6:00 clock on Friday work?"
Mrs. Smith: "that will be fine."
Me: "great, we look forward to seeing you all then."

Had she been nice and not insistent that I should have known her name off the bat I would have probably informed her it was the wrong number. She was not. I sometimes wonder how it went down when they missed their Thursday reservation and showed up Friday with no reservation and pissed off.

 

[stevo4361]

I got a call from a wrong number answered with "This is John". Woman on the line I'm guessing in her 60's or so goes all indignant with "uh yes this is Mrs. Smith".

Me: "okay"
Mrs. Smith: "Mrs. Smith"
Me: "Yeah"
Mrs. Smith: "I have reservations!"
Me: "Oh yes let me see, which day again?"
Mrs. Smith: "Thursday."
Me: "oh yes right here. How can I help you"
Mrs. Smith: "well we made reservation for dinner Thursday because we have a lot of family coming into town that weekend for the holidays"
Me: "of course"
Mrs. Smith: "well they won't all be here early enough to go to dinner Thursday so we'd like to move the reservation to Friday."
Me: "absolutely Mrs. Smith let me see what we have. How many?"
Mrs. Smith: "you have the original reservation!"
Me: "I know I just want to confirm it will still be the same"
Mrs. Smith: "10."
Me: "how does 6:00 clock on Friday work?"
Mrs. Smith: "that will be fine."
Me: "great, we look forward to seeing you all then."

Had she been nice and not insistent that I should have known her name off the bat I would have probably informed her it was the wrong number. She was not. I sometimes wonder how it went down when they missed their Thursday reservation and showed up Friday with no reservation and pissed off.

Haha I wish I could pull something like this off, well done sir.

 

[Airplanedoc]

I would get random texts about setting up a appointment to get hair done. After about a couple dozen exchanges that this is the wrong number, I finally just started setting appointments. Always wondered how that went, but, I never heard back from anyone. I still get one occasionally.

 

[DrunkleJon]

Great stories. I get international texts in spanish 2-3 times every 4-6 months. I would write back, but really do not want to pay the (i am guessing) $1 to send back to them nor do I want to confirm my number to them.

 

[Accidic]

Trying to think of a mistaken call but can't for the life of me think of any memorable enough to care. The closest I have is a mistaken housecall.

I was sitting on my couch one evening playing playstation when the door flung open and this drunk woman wearing some kind of weddingish veil strolls in, drops her bag by the door, closes it... Then walks over and faceplants in my lap. After shaking her to some similance of coherence I got her phone number out of her finally, called her boyfriend and tried to explain my confusing predicament. Turns out she was in the apartment building one row over in the same house but surely was probably one of his weirder telephone calls I'd think.

 

[TNGabe]

There's an old guy that calls me all the time (once a week). He always asks for Steve (that's not me). But then we chat about all sorts of things. Nice guy.

I'm pretty sure you're the most interesting person on HBT. If I make it down for some Florida brewery visits in September, I hope we have a few beers.

 

[TNGabe]

I once woke up to a phone call at 2 in the morning from a very sweet woman crying hysterically asking me "who <insert my kid sister's name> is?" she found the name and number in her husband's wallet.

we ended up talking for many hours and few weeks later went on a date.

Uh, you went on a date with the wife of a man your kid sister was screwing? Wow.

 

[passedpawn]

I'm pretty sure you're the most interesting person on HBT. If I make it down for some Florida brewery visits in September, I hope we have a few beers.

Haha, no idea where that came from. But I'd love to have a beer or 3 with you.

 

[TNGabe]

Haha, no idea where that came from. But I'd love to have a beer or 3 with you.

I think you mentioned life as a carny and a trip in a microbus at somepoint?

I love this thread so far. Best recent phone mishap I remember is someone who kept texting me to buy pills. I ignored it the first few times and everntually answered 'i don't know who this is and i don't have any pills' or to that effect. got a few more after that.

Actually my wife got a call, then a text, then a call earlier. Didn't answer the calls, but the text was trying to get in touch with 'mag'

 

[Airplanedoc]

When I was in college my dad had a heart attack, while he was home recuperating, he would get bored and call me sometimes 2-3 times/day to see what was going on. His best friend, from childhood had a 616 area code and I had a 618 area code. He was having some memory problems due to the heart attack, and would call his best friends area code, and my phone number. After doing this several times, and explaining the situation to the guy on the other end, He and the other guy just began conversing when my dad would accidentally call up.

 

[Accidic]

Uh, you went on a date with the wife of a man your kid sister was screwing? Wow.

Seems like it'd be an extra twist of the knife by "Keeping it in the family" on the wife's part additionally so since he'd "introduced" them.

 

[CreamyGoodness]

I think there are far too many details in that story left unsaid... he yada yada'ed through all the good parts.

 

[Pappers_]

When I was in college my dad had a heart attack, while he was home recuperating, he would get bored and call me sometimes 2-3 times/day to see what was going on. His best friend, from childhood had a 616 area code and I had a 618 area code. He was having some memory problems due to the heart attack, and would call his best friends area code, and my phone number. After doing this several times, and explaining the situation to the guy on the other end, He and the other guy just began conversing when my dad would accidentally call up.

I love this story, a great example of our better natures!

 

[Accidic]

It might be better that he did Creamy. It leaves it more open to the "ideal" course of events in our minds.

 

[CreamyGoodness]

It might be better that he did Creamy. It leaves it more open to the "ideal" course of events in our minds.

Haha! you are probably right.

Of course, I can think of a half dozen scenarios where only the husband is a lout, but judging by human nature thats likely not the case.

Although now that I think of it, a friend of my wife was dating a guy for a few months who would always pick her up and take her out in this nice miata (or whatever other impractical 2-seater was hot at the time). One day by accident she sees him in Manhattan parking a black lincoln... with a car-seat. Didnt take long for the story to unravel that he was married with two kids. Turns out the day of his second kid's birth he was with my wife's friend. Klassy. Wife's friend said she took about 6 showers and two hot baths that day.

 

[Accidic]

Cheaters are *********s. I don't blame the sister. She's not his keeper (edit: Might be different if she had something on him to blackmail him to do it but I suspect that's less likely.). As for the wife? With the husband cheating then I don't really consider it "cheating" for her persay. That's a risky proposition though. Find out he didn't actually cheat while she did then she becomes the *********. It'd usually be safer just not to follow suit and divorce his ass but maybe she didn't want to do so.

I tend to be extremely Vindictive when I lose my temper though and that'd pretty much make me lose my temper. Sure, the consequences might be suffering on my part in that situation but I might just be willing to pay that price if the circumstances warranted it.

 

[BinghamtonEd]

Not a phone call, but I got a funny text story. I'm sitting at work in the middle of the day, and I get a random text from some unknown number saying that they're are the local police station, and being as work was boring, it goes as such :

(stranger) Im in the police station now....Xavier is being taken....They thought he was max, but now they know
(me) Seriously?
(stranger) Yea
(me) What'd he do?
(stranger) He tried sayin he was max....they knew he was lying
(me) Whats he bein booked on?
(stranger) idk yet....I'll let you know....he aint even here....they took him somewhere else
(me) Sh*t, what station you at
(stranger) JC police station

So I call my buddy who was at the time the chief at the neighboring station. He gets back to me shortly thereafter :

"They got a group of idiots down there all around 14 and 15 years old who thought it'd be fun to take the parents car, go drinkin, smokin dope, and joyridin'. Yep, they've got Xavier there. They also have a bunch of idiots who think that they can just not say a word and everything will be OK. Problem is, they need to identify the parents since the kids can't be released. The guys over there now know these idiots are texting, and the kids don't know who the hell they're texting".

FACEPALM

 

[CreamyGoodness]

Cheaters are *********s. I don't blame the sister. She's not his keeper (edit: Might be different if she had something on him to blackmail him to do it but I suspect that's less likely.). As for the wife? With the husband cheating then I don't really consider it "cheating" for her persay. That's a risky proposition though. Find out he didn't actually cheat while she did then she becomes the *********. It'd usually be safer just not to follow suit and divorce his ass but maybe she didn't want to do so.

I tend to be extremely Vindictive when I lose my temper though and that'd pretty much make me lose my temper. Sure, the consequences might be suffering on my part in that situation but I might just be willing to pay that price if the circumstances warranted it.

neosapien also doesnt mention how much time had gone by. For all we know, she could have been legally seperated/divorced by the time the date happened.

Also, his kid sister could have been the hubby's contact for a plumbing supply company he was doing business with... and wifepiece found her (kid sisters) number amongst a pile of evidence of ACTUAL infidelity.

Or... everyone involved, including all of us, all came down with psychosis...

 

[Accidic]

Then we started blind dialing numbers talking to people randomly and leaving unusual voicemail messages. The circle of life is complete!

 

[Evan_L]

Dave's not here man :fro:

Growing up, our number was one digit away from a cheesy dinner theatre one town over. Got pretty annoying after the hundredth call for reservations....sometimes we just took them 7pm party of two, see you then.

 

[Wus67]

My cell number is 1 digit off of a local auction/realty place that deals exclusively with HUD housing. I constantly get calls looking for Kevin. After I inform them they have the wrong number and give them the real number, half the time they will call me back, again I give them the info, the third time I start making appointments to show houses, usually around 7am on a Saturday. My voicemail is just as good and shows just how much people really pay attention. My message is something to the effect of "Hi this is Wes B., licensed funeral director and manager of Howe Funeral Home...." yep you guessed it, the jackwagons keep leaving messages for Kevin wanting to look at a house. Sometimes they even call me back and get mad because I won't return their calls.

 

[JohnSand]

Had a few. A sad song, woman singing, asking for just one more night. I was single at the time, but think I eliminated the likely suspects. Never figured it out. A text from an unfamiliar number, telling me Judge Ross had died. I knew Judge Ross, texted back asking who the msg was from. He told me, but we didn't know eachother. Don't know how he got my #.
I worked for many years as a cop in a small village. An older woman with issues used to call with questions: "There's a man at my door who says he's my son, he wants to come in. What should I do?"
A: "Let him in, Ma'am. That's your son."
Q: "Ups (UPS) left some packages at my back door with my name on them. What should I do?"
A: "Bring them in Ma'am, they're for you."
"Thank you."

 

[DrunkleJon]

Here is an update on prison having called me. I received 2 more calls, all three I missed and went to VM. Haven't heard back in over a week. If they call back again I will try to answer, but whoever it is/was, I hope they manage to get in touch with whoever it is they are trying to reach. Otherwise, I hope jail is not trying to find me to pick me up for something I have no clue of doing.

 

[Bookworm]

Had a few. A sad song, woman singing, asking for just one more night. I was single at the time, but think I eliminated the likely suspects. Never figured it out. A text from an unfamiliar number, telling me Judge Ross had died. I knew Judge Ross, texted back asking who the msg was from. He told me, but we didn't know eachother. Don't know how he got my #.
I worked for many years as a cop in a small village. An older woman with issues used to call with questions: "There's a man at my door who says he's my son, he wants to come in. What should I do?"
A: "Let him in, Ma'am. That's your son."
Q: "Ups (UPS) left some packages at my back door with my name on them. What should I do?"
A: "Bring them in Ma'am, they're for you."
"Thank you."

Not a phone call but that reminded of the time I was standing watch on the quarter deck for a Naval air station and a woman came in with a gun and demanded that I find her son for her.

She did not actually threaten me with the gun and handed it over when I asked for it so I though I would try and help her. Very long drawn out story comes down to God said her son was in trouble and I had to find him so she could put him back on the right path.

I found out what ship he was deployed on and that he was not in trouble and let her know. She becomes mad as hell at me and demands her gun back because she wants to leave now. I refuse to give it to her and around this point security finally shows up and tells me that since she did not actually come on the base with it I have to give it to her.

I refuse and tell them that I will give it to them and leave and they can give it to the obviously disturbed woman. This brings them to their senses and we finally get the local police to show up. She gives them some crap and they do not hesitate to cuff her and take her downtown. Turns out they have had a lot of dealings with her and when she takes her medication is a very nice person.

The part I could never get over is the security people telling me to give the gun back to a person that has determined I am in league with the devil to keep her from saving her son. By the time all the reporting was done and I was called to explain everything to the Skipper of the base the security guards lost their jobs.

 

[JohnSand]

Pretty amazing. I had some odd exchanges when in the USCG, but never any that odd.

 

[Bithead]

I had some youngster texting me thinking he was texting his high school basketball coach. Had a problem getting him to stop.

 

[McBrewskie]

I worked at a high end well known retail store going through college. Had a co worker who was very funny, would do characters and all. One day we were joking around and these late teen early twenties girls were laughing and one asked him to call her boyfriend and just do a character. He took her cell and called. Got VM and in his older gentleman voice went off on how he needed to stay away from his daughter and knew where he lived and yada yada yada. Was quite entertaining. We also used to answer the phone as random infamous people. "Thank you for calling this large Seattle based clothing and men's shoe store this is Spiro Agnew." Surprised neither of us got fired.

 

[ryno84]

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Your story reminds me of a time when I was posted on the main dispatch desk at Travis AFB when President Bush stopped by for a fairly quick speech on base. Secret Service gave us a heads up that we would get weird phone calls. They were right too. The one that I really remember well was some lady called up to tell us that she knew Bush was at the base and that she was OK with the Secret Service spying on her, you know, for national security and all. I asked her what she was referring to, and she said there was a metal cube hovering over the street outside of her apartment watching her, and she knew it was the Secret Service keeping an eye on her. I told her I was glad she was OK with it and to have a good day.