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Wrong number

Wrong number - Thomas Kellam

Last week, I decided to change my phone number, again. My friends are amused and started already to make jokes on it. Because we are good friends, and I also love sarcasm, I did not mind. I understand their point of view as well; they had to update my contact info twice this month.

The previous time, I requested my provider to give me another phone number was due to the high number of calls received. Ninety-five percent of the callers were looking for someone named Raul.

This Raul must have been a very busy person since people were calling (me) at all times: morning, lunch, evening, even after 9:00p.m. Apparently, he was working or owning a placement agency and most of his clients were newly landed immigrants. How do I know that? Simple! After getting annoyed by these calls, one afternoon, instead of just hanging up the phone, I started to speak with the person on the other end of the line. I talked to couple of the callers, and they mentioned they knew my number from a third person, who said Raul will help them get a job.

Eventually, after getting tired of explaining I was not Raul, and had no ties with any employment agency, I asked Fido for a new number.

Three days later after I got the new number, I received a phone call from a man, who spoke little English, so it was difficult to communicate with him. All I was able to understand from his words were “Hello, Rajaawning montreal, followed by something in his language. I replied wrong number and hang up. He kept on calling four times more. Each time, he said the same words, but not necessarily in the same order.  I assumed he must have had some Indian origin, given he used the word “Raja”.

The following day, I received another call from a different person, a woman this time, asking to speak with a customer service rep. Again, I explained she had the wrong number. Later on during the day, I had other calls from different people who wanted to talk to someone in the customer service department.

Given my previous experience with Raja, I knew I had to change my number. I was thinking though what the odds were, having the same thing happening twice. Lucky me!

This time I decided to do the whole operation online. I didn't want to be charged thirty-five dollars one more time. Once the change of phone number was completed, I had to set up my voicemail and recording a new greeting message. So far, I got no calls from strangers. Hopefully, things will stay this way.

 

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Fascinated by his surroundings, Thomas is someone who is curious who savours life. With his entrepreneurial fibre, he began very early to develop ambitious business plans, including his career as a conference speaker. His blog is the place where he likes to talk about a variety of subjects that interest him.