strange voicemails
As part of my house-sitting duties while my parents are away, I listened to all of their voicemails today and responded as appropriate. There were two strange sets.
In the first set of messages, some old-time friends of my parents called because they were afraid that something had happened and that my parents were dead! Instead of leaving a phone number, though, they said, "We'll call back later." Their "later" message didn't have any more information. Straaaaaaange. I looked up their home number in Mom's stuff, and tried to sound as chipper as possible when I had to leave a message for them. They're old. I don't want them hearing my name and then having a heart attack or something!
The second set was two identical messages, recordings, from a Mr. Harris requesting a call back at a toll-free number. "This is not a sales call," his message said. So I called the number and was greeted abruptly by a Ms. Hill. In order to transfer me to him, she said, I'd have to tell her what phone number I was calling from. Something inside of me hesitated, so I blurted out what I was thinking. "Call me paranoid, Ms. Hill, but there are a lot of phone scams out there. I'm not prepared to give you that information." I was about to offer up my parents names instead when she responded, "Have a nice night." Click. Well, well, well, maybe it was a phone scam!
These people need to realize that "Mr. Harris" and "Ms. Hill" don't leave messages on people's machines. Maybe "Bob" and "Sue" do, or even "Bob Harris" and "Sue Hill," but not "Mr. Harris" and "Ms. Hill." No. That's dumb.
"Let Your Kingdom Come" -- probably my new most favorite song! We sing it frequently at church.
I need to pack for tomorrow's overnighter at work. Now.
In the first set of messages, some old-time friends of my parents called because they were afraid that something had happened and that my parents were dead! Instead of leaving a phone number, though, they said, "We'll call back later." Their "later" message didn't have any more information. Straaaaaaange. I looked up their home number in Mom's stuff, and tried to sound as chipper as possible when I had to leave a message for them. They're old. I don't want them hearing my name and then having a heart attack or something!
The second set was two identical messages, recordings, from a Mr. Harris requesting a call back at a toll-free number. "This is not a sales call," his message said. So I called the number and was greeted abruptly by a Ms. Hill. In order to transfer me to him, she said, I'd have to tell her what phone number I was calling from. Something inside of me hesitated, so I blurted out what I was thinking. "Call me paranoid, Ms. Hill, but there are a lot of phone scams out there. I'm not prepared to give you that information." I was about to offer up my parents names instead when she responded, "Have a nice night." Click. Well, well, well, maybe it was a phone scam!
These people need to realize that "Mr. Harris" and "Ms. Hill" don't leave messages on people's machines. Maybe "Bob" and "Sue" do, or even "Bob Harris" and "Sue Hill," but not "Mr. Harris" and "Ms. Hill." No. That's dumb.
"Let Your Kingdom Come" -- probably my new most favorite song! We sing it frequently at church.
I need to pack for tomorrow's overnighter at work. Now.