Political Humor | Stupid Cell Phone

The cell phone that I got just before Christmas last year putzed out. The display is completely blank. You can’t tell if it’s on or off. It makes and receives calls just fine, but I can’t see who’s calling, or if I have missed calls or voice messages.

I called in on the warranty, and they shipped a replacement today. I mention this because the last few days, before the display stopped working, I was getting text messages that were clearly intended for someone else. I could see what number they were from and it’s not one I recognize.

Now, I could have replied and said that I am clearly the wrong recipient, but I found it amusing, and the messages weren’t that personal or anything. One message asked where the sender’s 8AM class was. I only got two of them, and I thought it won’t be long before some conversation like this happens: Her (I guessed the the sender was a female) “Didn’t you get my text message?”

“Uh, no.”

“I sent you a message asking where my class was.”

“Didn’t get one. Sorry.”

“Look, here’s my outbox, message sent.”

“That’s not my number.”

Now, I have a policy that I don’t answer the phone if I don’t recognize the number. I just don’t, but today I had no ability to see the screen that tells me who it is that’s calling. As I walked back to the time clock to head home for lunch, my phone rang. My Dad’s watching the Young’un, because she doesn’t have school today, so I guessed it was either him ot JINW calling, but I had no way of knowing.

I answered. “Hello.”

Slight pause “Who’s this?” The voice was a female. I’m guessing this is my erroneous text message sending “freind.” I can’t be sure though because I can’t see what number it was that called me.

“Uh, Mike.”

About a one second pause and then emphatically, “It’s JEN!”

“Oooooooooooooooo-kay?”

Then silence. At some point in this silence, she hung up. I thought the whole thing was hilarious. I wonder if this means I’ll stop getting the text messages. I bet she was calling to see why her boyfriend or whoever was the intended recipient wasn’t responding to them.

The funniest thing about it, though, is that I would have expected her to react differently when I said who I was. I expected something more like, “I must have the wrong number. Sorry.” Instead I got, “It’s JEN!” Like that’s supposed to be meaningful to me. Obviously she had to know that she didn’t call the person she meant to, or she wouldn’t have asked who I was, so why the Hell did she announce to me… I dunno. Whatever. It was really funny though.

Anyhoo. I should get my new phone at the beginning of next week I guess.

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Trackbacked on Samantha Burns