I got the phone for work. I help manage inventory at 6 sites and when they have issues I am the one they go to. At first I used Skype. I have a local Indy number that rings to my computer. It costs me $60 a year to have it. The problem with that is that I HAVE to be sitting at my computer. I bet you can't even remember the days of corded phones. That is kind of how I felt using only Skype.
Luckily work pays for the phone, but that also means that I answer every call. And, if you ever call me and I seem all chipper, it is probably because your number came up blocked. Sometimes caller ID just doesn't work and so I answer in my most pleasant voice expecting it to be a work call.
More often than I think should happen I get wrong number calls on my cell phone. They are usually local Indy numbers. Just today I got a call asking for Cheryl. I was confused because my mom's name is Cheryl so I asked who was calling. A Montessori school. Oh yeah, wrong number. My mom wouldn't have a need for a Montessori school to call her. Right, Mom?
But, what is more odd is that this morning I got a text from a wrong number. Texting isn't included in my plan. If I choose to send a text it is 50 cents. Not too bad. But, I just restrain from doing it. So, this wrong text cost me 50 cents this morning. I think I can manage but it is just odd.
Hopefully the person that was supposed to be receiving the text didn't have any changes that this person needed to know about. I wish I had a deck that someone was finishing!
When I got it I leaned over and told Jorge, "they are finishing our deck and moving onto the basement next". He looked at me like I was crazy Which I am.
1 comment:
such a cute story about leaning over and telling your husband they are finishing your deck then moving on to the basement. i just found your blog via Leslie Limon and I'm enjoying it!
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