Sorry, wrong number

[Jolie_Desastre]

lol! you should've kept the conversation going. it would have been great comedy.

well my parents were in the car so i couldn't exactly keep it going without them..well..yeah

 

[Fran]

I got a call from Barack Obama's people.

I hung up the phone ASAP.

 

[Immortalfire]

I got a call from Barack Obama's people.

I hung up the phone ASAP.

Haha t:

 

[Immortalfire]

I got a call at work the other day...

Me: Station name!
Man: Hey bud, I heard on the classifieds this morning someone was selling a car. 98 Chevy, I think.
Me: *looks it up on our listings* Alright here it is, 98 Chevy Cavalier...Number is 555-1234.
Man: Do they have a price listed?
Me: Let's see..yup $5,000.
Man: God! That's too damn high!!
Me: ................uhm......
Man: Thanks anyway.

 

[Eddie Brock]

I get fairly consistent calls from a medical clinic, trying to get in touch with some guy. It's always about his appointments. No matter how much I tell them, I still get calls. I haven't had any recently, though.

 

[ferret]

Some lady called me in the middle of the night once. She insisted that I was 23 and having an affair with her underage son named Tom. She told me to leave him alone and didn't believe one word I said. I heard boys snickering in the background (Tom, I know it was you )

I was flattered she tought I was 23, though

 

[Clark Kent]

I got a voice message on my cellphone once from some woman who called me Alice or something and asked me to pick up her mother from the home by 3pm. Jeez, lady, if ya need your mother picked up from a nursing home, ya could be a little bit more careful ya don't get the wrong number.

 

[Girl_Wonder]

I, unfortunately, was the one who made the wrong call. Close to,like, 2 weeks ago I was home and had to call my dad on his cell for something, it was a new one so I wasn't sure of the number...so anyways, I called:

Guy who I thought was Dad: Hello?

Me: ...Dad?

Guy: Who is this?

Me (when i'm embarrassed I become flustered so I tried saying): ..er..sorry, uh wrong number...

I immediately hung up and then found the right number of my dad's cell.

No big deal,right? So I thought..but then when I hung up after talking to my dad the phone rings again. It's just a regular phone, no caller-ID. nada. I reluctantly(i hate talking on the phone for some reason) answer:

Me: Hello?

Guy: Who is this? Why did you call my cell?

To my utter shock it's the guy I had accidentally called, and he sounded mad. I actually kinda freaked out, I mean he was...mad. Completely and totally ticked off. Hey, I hate it when I get the wrong number but I just hang up on the person- I don't call them back and basically flip out on them! I apologized quickly and hung up. I pathetically couldn't sleep that night, I kept wondering if he was like a murder who was going to hunt me down or what not. I've never heard anyone so angry over the phone before....Jerk. I did tell my parents though, just to give them a heads up in case we get an over-the-phone threat or something. t:

 

[Eggyman]

So, I answer the phone about a month ago and get a guilt trip off an old woman.

Me: Hello-O0o?
OW: I can't get in my shed!
Me: Oh . . .
OW: And I need my yard brush
Me: Errrrr
OW: It's in the shed and I can't get in it. I lost my keys.
Me: Errr, sorry love, think you've got the wrong number
OW: Can you not help me?
Me: Isn't there anyone else to help ya?
Ow: My gran'son's in prison--
Me: Errr, sorry 'bout that--
OW: An' the local handyman's not answerin' his phone
Me: . . .
Ow: Can you help me? I can't get in my shed
Me: . . .


Anyway, it went on in that fashion for a bit longer until I no longer felt guilty about hanging up.

 

[Clark Kent]

So, I answer the phone about a month ago and get a guilt trip off an old woman.

Me: Hello-O0o?
OW: I can't get in my shed!
Me: Oh . . .
OW: And I need my yard brush
Me: Errrrr
OW: It's in the shed and I can't get in it. I lost my keys.
Me: Errr, sorry love, think you've got the wrong number
OW: Can you not help me?
Me: Isn't there anyone else to help ya?
Ow: My gran'son's in prison--
Me: Errr, sorry 'bout that--
OW: An' the local handyman's not answerin' his phone
Me: . . .
Ow: Can you help me? I can't get in my shed
Me: . . .


Anyway, it went on in that fashion for a bit longer until I no longer felt guilty about hanging up.

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[Eggyman]

Genius!

 

[Clark Kent]

Genius!

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[Asteroid-Man]

Me: Hello?
Little Girl: Hi...
Me: Uh... hi?
LG: Is my dad there?
Me: Um... no?
LG: Can you check?
Me: He's not here, sorry.
LG: Do you know where he is?
Me: No sorry.
LG: Does anyone else there know?
Me: Uh let me check, one sec...

Me to my family: There's this girl looking for her dad, ring a bell?
Family: Nope, what's the number say?
Me to family: New entry
Family: Nope.

Me: Sorry, your father's not here and we don't know where he is.
LG: Oh ok, thanks mister.
Me: Bye


We got calls from this girl for a whole month! I'm guessing either the dad lied about where he went, or the girl was too young to realise her dad abbandoned her and she was calling our number to try and find him. I felt bad...

 

[Clark Kent]

Me: Hello?
Little Girl: Hi...
Me: Uh... hi?
LG: Is my dad there?
Me: Um... no?
LG: Can you check?
Me: He's not here, sorry.
LG: Do you know where he is?
Me: No sorry.
LG: Does anyone else there know?
Me: Uh let me check, one sec...

Me to my family: There's this girl looking for her dad, ring a bell?
Family: Nope, what's the number say?
Me to family: New entry
Family: Nope.

Me: Sorry, your father's not here and we don't know where he is.
LG: Oh ok, thanks mister.
Me: Bye


We got calls from this girl for a whole month! I'm guessing either the dad lied about where he went, or the girl was too young to realise her dad abbandoned her and she was calling our number to try and find him. I felt bad...

Did you call the police or social services about it?

 

[Asteroid-Man]

Did you call the police or social services about it?

Nope. None of my business. She could've just gotten his cell phone number wrong too.

 

[Alex The Great]

I got this a few days ago.

Man: Hey, Is Bill there?
Me: No.
Man: Like Hell, put him on!
Me: There is no Bill Here!
Man: Quit ****ing with me Man, put him on!
Me: Ok....Here he is. *imitates voice of random person* Yeah?
Man: Yeah it's me, Rob!
Me: *imitates* Oh..Hey...so uh what do you want?
Man: When are you gonna give me the Tickets!
Me: *imitates* Tickets to what?
Man: The game! Celtics and Boston!
Me: *imitates* You knpw the series is over right?
Man: It is? ****.
Me: *stops imitating* Hah, you just got Punk'd t: *hangs up as fast as possible*

 

[Eddie Brock]

This thread has inspired me. I'm playing along with the next wrong number.

 

[Alex The Great]

Lmao. If someone's asking for a Buisness, play along t:

 

[Nirvana]

I get random calls from stupid bastards all the time. I tell them they have the wrong number and yet I still always get calls...So damn annoying.

 

[jaguarr]

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!!!!
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! 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.

jag

 

[Alex The Great]

*gasps for air*

 

[Nirvana]

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!!!!
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! 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.

jag

Congrats, poor Tonya was probably killed after that

 

[jaymes_e06]

Me and my sister switched phones and had opposit numbers for a while and her friends would randomly call

Me: Hello.
Friend: Happy Mothers Day!
Me: Who is this?
Friend: Who is this?
Me: You called Me.
Friend: Where's (My sisters name).
Me: I don't know.
Friend: Who are you?
Me: (My name) I'm (My sister's name)'s brother.
Friend: Oh.
(I swear like 3 minutes of lag time before either of us speak)
Me: So I gotta go...
Friend: Oh, So just tell her I called
Me: If I see her I will.
Friend: Okay.
Me: Yeah bye.
*hang up*

 

[jaguarr]

Congrats, poor Tonya was probably killed after that

That's what she gets for cheating on her husband!

jag

 

[Nirvana]

That's what she gets for cheating on her husband!

jag

Haha, very true! Pretty scary story/humorous story.