Friday, March 10, 2006

Technological Communication Is Out to Get Me

You know the other day when I wrote about all the emails I receive from our old receptionist? Well last night I got 19. NINETEEN! 19 emails. I literally almost shit my pants when I looked up from what I was doing to see all those emails. Literally, almost shit my pants.

So my boss has been gone for a couple of days. I had some things to ask him, nothing pressing, so when he wasn't here, I waited. Today I decided to ask when he would be in. Guess where he is.

Nope.

Nope.

Nope.

He's in CHINA!

I think when he comes back next week I am going to tell him that he should start sending out emails, so everyone knows where he is.

So I yelled at a little kid yesterday. For over a week I have been getting phone calls for Miranda and it's always a kid making them. Here is how all the calls start:

Me: Hello
Annoying Kid: Hellooooo?
Me: Hello
Silence
AK: Is Miraaaanda there?
Me: No, you have the wrong number
AK: Oh, ok.

I've had this conversation for a couple of days and then I just let it go to voicemail where AK hears, "Hello, you've reached Witness Suzy. I am unable to answer your call, please leave a message and I will return your call as soon as possible." Does that sound like a message Miranda might leave?

So yesterday AK calls again and I've decided I've had enough. So this is our conversation:

Me: Hello
Annoying Kid: Hellooooo?
Me: Hello
Silence
AK: Is Miraaaanda there?
Me: No, this is the wrong number, you've been calling this number for a week and it is always the wrong number.
AK: This is the wrong number?
Me YES
AK: Oh I thought this was the right number.

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!

I better not get a phone call today.

Have a good weekend everyone!

2 comments:

Unknown said...

You should have just told the kid that you were Miranda. Play along with that for a while. I enjoy doing that when I get wrong numbers. I just don't tolerate them on my cell phone if I have to pay for a person's mistake. (Unless of course they call after 9 or on a weekend.)

Hopefully this kid doesn't have something of great importance to tell Miranda. Like, "Miranda, I wanted to tell you that we found a cure for your extermely rare disease you contracted in Belize while protecting the rain forests".

I think you should block your old receptionist's address. That's ridiculous. Most people don't even send 19 emails in a week.

Meg said...

Yeah, I forgot about how this stupid kid was using my minutes. Uh, stupid ahole. I kind of hope Miranda does have some Belizian disease.