Sorry, wrong number

:hehe:


this happned 2 years ago.

Woman: Yeah, so when is the appointment?
Me: What?
Woman: For the Plastic Surgery...
Me: Oh yeah...uh...That. It's at 3. It's 250 Dollars!
Woman: Really?! Oh man thanks. i'll be sure to do that. I owe you my life. *hangs up*

I felt guilty for like...2 days when...

she called....AGAIN!

Woman: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Me: Im sorry what?
Woman: The Surgery was like 800 dollars!
Me: And.....?
Woman: You ripped me off!
Me: And...?
Woman: I was made fun of at college today! I feel like Nothing!
Me: AND....???
Woman: You don't even care! *hangs up*


now um, if there was a suicide in the montreal area by a college woman around 2 years ago. yeah....ummm....sorry :o
 
:hehe:


this happned 2 years ago.

Woman: Yeah, so when is the appointment?
Me: What?
Woman: For the Plastic Surgery...
Me: Oh yeah...uh...That. It's at 3. It's 250 Dollars!
Woman: Really?! Oh man thanks. i'll be sure to do that. I owe you my life. *hangs up*

I felt guilty for like...2 days when...

she called....AGAIN!

Woman: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Me: Im sorry what?
Woman: The Surgery was like 800 dollars!
Me: And.....?
Woman: You ripped me off!
Me: And...?
Woman: I was made fun of at college today! I feel like Nothing!
Me: AND....???
Woman: You don't even care! *hangs up*


now um, if there was a suicide in the montreal area by a college woman around 2 years ago. yeah....ummm....sorry :o

Wow, I'm on a putting people on ignore spree tonight.
 
:o:hehe::csad:


Were good people....most of the time.......sometimes....every now and then....uhhh.....yeah...were....good.....people......
 
2:15 in the morning

Moron: Can I speak to Michelle
Me: There's no Michelle here
Moron: ok *click*

2 seconds later
Moron: Can I speak to Michelle
Me: Dude, there's no f******* Michelle here
I hang up

One more time the phone rings and it's the same number
Me: She doesn't like you and she gave you the wrong number
*hangs up*
 
This is a weird one... really weird one! so one night I was on AIM and my screename started talking to me! (someone had hacked in) well anyway I start talking to them and they are like "I'm you from the future" so I was bored and played a long and this guy just kept on with all these weird metaphorical proverbs. one specific he said was "With time and patience, a mulberry leaf becomes a silk gown" and the guy told me he'd contact me in two days. so I thought nothing of it. Two days later at like 11 at night, i get a call from my comic store and it 's an audomated voice "Greetings ----! Kingdom Comics is having a huge sale soon and the first people to arrive will be put into a raffle to win F4#1! Just meet us at...Mulberry Leaf, Mulberry Leaf" and it kept repeating Mulberry leaf! needless to say I almost crapped my pants. The person later called back and the same voice repeated that phrase! I freaked out and didn't leave the house for a few days! I found out later it was a friend.
 
I had this once, a guy called me and i said:

Me: Hello?
Guy: Hey.
Me: Who is this?
Guy: I don't know.
Me: Okay.. Then can i ask why you are calling me?
Guy: No, you can't.
Me: Okay? 'I hang up.'

He never called me again, never figured who he was.
 
Me: Hello?
Guy: hey Bic Mike
Me: What?
Guy: Wazza Big Mike?
Me: Uh? sorry You've got the wrong number
Guy: No I Don't
Me: I'm Sorry, You Do
Guy: Shud Up ya mutha ****er
Me: Whoa!
Guy: Stop bein dumb Mike
Me: I'm Hanging up now
Guy: Ima Kill ya dude
Me: What?
Guy: Ima Kill ya
Me: What? Who are you?
Guy: It's me, Semaj
Me: I Don't even Know a Semaj
Guy: Stop being an @$$
Me: What is wrong with you?
Guy: HAHAHAHA *Hangs Up*
 
I've never personally had a weird phone call, but my mum works at a letting agent, and whilst checking for people's rent's and such, she expereanced this exchange:

Mum: Hello, I'm with Belvoir lettings, I was wondering if I could speak with Joe?
Guy: Theres no Joe here, so **** off.

Wow.
 
My cell number apparently used to belong to a guy who did garage door repairs, so I get a lot of wrong numbers. The local home depot and lowe's apparently give out his business cards, still. One guy named 'Digger Dave' calls a lot and leaves messages on my voicemail, about how his mom's garage door doesn't work, and he's pissed that 'Todd' hasn't called him back.

Mostly if its a number I don't recognize, I don't answer.

Some chick's mom also calls a lot and leaves messages about how she needs money or the flight got delayed so don't show up at the airport till 6 and such.

The funniest part is that these people have to sit through my cheery voice saying 'HI! You've reached Kitty, I'm not here right now so leave a message!' I guess I sound like Todd in disguise. :huh: Sometimes they start their message as 'Um...not sure if I have the right number but.....'
 
This happened a few months ago, one day when I was working from home:

*cell phone rings*

Me: Hello
Rude Guy: Who the F**K is this!?
Me: Excuse me!?
Rude Guy: Put Tonya on the phone! NOW, motherf****r!!!
Me: Excuse me? Who the hell are you talking about?
Rude Guy: You KNOW who I'm talking about! Put her on!
Me: Dude, you've got the wrong number. Get over it.
Rude Guy: Don't bulls**t me, a**hole!!!
Me: You really do have a wrong number. Goodbye.
*hangs up cell phone*

*cell phone IMMEDIATELY rings again, same number that Rude Guy called from before so I answer it*
Me: Dude, I told you that you have the wrong number
Rude Guy: I KNOW SHE'S THERE! PUT HER ON! PUT THAT B***H ON THE PHONE! NOW! DO IT NOW!!!!!
Me (laughing at him at this point): You're insane. I don't know a Tonya. Check your number again, good grief. *hangs up on Rude Guy again*

*cell phone starts ringing once again...surprise...it's Rude Guy...I let it ring for awhile and then an evil thought crosses my mind and I answer it*

Rude Guy: IF YOU HANG UP ON ME AGAIN I'LL FIND YOU AND BEAT YOUR ASS!!!! :cmad:
Me: Whatever *lets out a small moan*
Rude Guy: I KNOW THAT ****E IS THERE! PUT HER ON THE PHONE!
Me: Mmmm.....ohgawwwd....umm....sorry, she's kind of...busy....right now. *whispers "Slower! Not so fast!"
Rude Guy: WHAT THE F**K ARE YOU DOING WITH MY WIFE!? I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, MOTHERF****R! PUT HER ON THE PHONE!
Me: She's kind of got her mouth...ohgawwd!....full right now. Can you call back in say...an hour?
Rude Guy: YOU'RE DEAD! YOU'RE FRIGGIN' DEAD, TONY! THAT'S RIGHT! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!!
Me (and no, my name's not Tony): Whatever...your wife has a magic mouth. Come find me! *hangs up*

*cell phone rings and I let it go to voicemail, which was a bunch of entertaining nonsense about how he was going to kill me, kill her, kill everyone in the neighborhood, etc.*

At this point, my wife comes into my home office "What the hell was all of that moaning about?" "Wrong number", I told her! :funny: After I told her the story I let her listen to the voicemail and she laughed her ass off. Never heard from the guy again. I bet Tonya got herself into some serious, serious trouble with him, though. :D

jag

:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: ....can't...breathe...
 
Some girl named Tonya was found in the river a few weeks later. I hope the joke was worth it Jag. :down :cmad:
 
Me: Hello?
girl: Hi Mom.
Me: Im sorry - you've got the wrong number.
girl: Oh. okay bye.
Me: yeah...bye.

Short & sweet
 
For someone who touts himself as a sex slave, Clark Kent is awfully uptight. :down
 
Just had another one.

*Phone rings*

Me: Hello?
Girl: Hey is this Jamie?
Me: No, i'm a friend of his, Tom.
Girl: Oh! Jamie gave me this number and said it was his.
Me: Are you sure we are talking about the same Jamie?
Girl: His full name is Jamie [Censored].
Me: Yep, that's my friend.
Girl: My name is Laura, you know me?
Me: Arn't you Jamie's ex-girlfriend?
Girl: Yes i am.
Me: Okay, then i saw you before.
Girl: Cool. If you see Jamie, will you ask why he gave me your number?
Me: Sure. I'll save your number and i'll call you later.
Girl: Okay, bye.
Me: Bye.

*Hangs up.*

So yeah, I kinda know her, but still she had the wrong number. :D
 
Not ure if this has been posted here yet or not, but here goes.

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Bahahaha, Jag is my hero. :heart:

Ignore.

hell yeah that's funny :lmao:

Ignore.

For someone who touts himself as a sex slave, Clark Kent is awfully uptight. :down

I found what jag posted funny, until the guy started saying he was gonna kill him and Tonya because of jag's play acting. Then I thought, what if the guy really did kill his girlfriend later? So, yeah, I prefer not to potentially endanger the lives of strangers. Forgive me if that makes me uptight.

Nah, he's swell :oldrazz:

Awww, tank oo, :O.

They're askin' about ya in the 'Tusi. Got your face on a milk carton and everything, :hehe:.

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