In what world does this make sense?
Person on Phone: Hi, I'm calling from Blah-blah-blah, may I speak to Stanley Sample, please?
Me: I'm sorry you have the wrong number.
Person on Phone: (impatiently) Well, at what number can he be reached?
Me: Uh, I...don't...know
Person on Phone: Do you know Stanley Sample?
Me: (Yes, I magically know the person you're trying to reach at the WRONG NUMBER). No...
Person on Phone: *hangs up*
Me: (You're welcome.)
Repeat. Ad naseum. I got 5-10 calls like this a day, just after coming home from class.
I need to dig up the Tom files again, it'd put the Stanley Sample people to shame.
Me: I'm sorry you have the wrong number.
Person on Phone: (impatiently) Well, at what number can he be reached?
Me: Uh, I...don't...know
Person on Phone: Do you know Stanley Sample?
Me: (Yes, I magically know the person you're trying to reach at the WRONG NUMBER). No...
Person on Phone: *hangs up*
Me: (You're welcome.)
Repeat. Ad naseum. I got 5-10 calls like this a day, just after coming home from class.
I need to dig up the Tom files again, it'd put the Stanley Sample people to shame.