Sunday, July 08, 2007

Phone Manners

A few minutes ago my cellphone rings. My caller ID does not ID the number so I don't know if it's someone I know or not. I answer, despite not knowing who could be calling me at 11:30pm, because I am old and unhip and uncool and nobody calls that late unless it's an emergency. What if it's an emergency?

Me: Hello?
Teenage Girl: Um... is Sara there?
Me: Sorry, you have a wrong number.
TG: Oh... sorry. -click-

A few minutes later, it rings again, still no ID. I answer again strictly for the potential pleasure of telling off some annoying kid who calls numbers late at night without being sure they are correct.

Me: Hello?
TG, Possible a Different One: (largely unintelligible declaration about staying away from her boyfriend or she will, and I quote, "smack me.")
Me, in a slightly hostile tone that probably just sounded peevish: Hi, I have no idea who you are or why you are calling me. (Pretty snappy, eh?)
TG,PaDO: -click-

If she calls back, I will let it go to voicemail so she can listen to my non-teenage, unhip muppety voice identify myself by my first name and tell her to leave a message. I'm hoping that this ends the matter, but if it does not, I hope at least to capture her number so I can initiate a series of irritating crank calls.

When did I get to be such a dork?

3 comments:

yellojkt said...

When you learned teenagers were jerks.

Elizabeth in England said...

Mmmm -- it's the 40-year-old gene kicking in. Happened to me, too. Ah, the carefree days of randomly calling numbers and making crank calls ...

Elizabeth said...

I'm teaching 12 and 13 year olds at summer school and I daily want to rip my hair out! Seriously, I think kindergarteners are more rational! But be careful, I don't want you to get slapped!!
Elizabeth (in Alaska)