Al’s comment yesterday: Just be thankful it wasn’t Willard McBane, set me on a trail of reminiscence to interesting calls…..
I once found a message on my phone from a withheld number asking me to collect the children from school!
No names of the children or name of the school was mentioned, so there was nothing I could do. I hope they are not still waiting.
On a bright summer evening, I answered a call to my cell phone. The gentleman caller told me that my taxi was waiting outside. I was looking out the picture window of my living room as I answered the call. There were no cars about. Not on the road or in my driveway!
The voice and accent, told me the caller came from the North East of England. I was in one of those moods…. Ready for some fun.
“I don’t see you outside?” I said.
“I am in the car park round the back, where taxis usually park” He replied.
“There is no car park outside this window or around the back. Where exactly are you?
“The Croxdale Inn, Front Street, Croxdale!
“Is that in County Durham?”
“Yes!” He was getting a little frustrated now.
“Well, I am sorry to say that I am nowhere near Croxdale, County Durham. I live in and am speaking from County Antrim, Northern Ireland.”
The line went dead!
One day back in my childhood while I was helping mammy in the kitchen, she went to answer the phone. This took place back in the days before we had computers or indeed a television! We children needed to provide our own entertainment, especially on a wet day.
The call was short, but mammy came back to the kitchen laughing heartily. A young lad, no doubt messing about on his parents phone by randomly dialling numbers.
He asked: “Do you smoke after sex?”
Quick as a flash, mammy answered : “I haven’t looked lately!” and immediately replaced the telephone receiver!
I have visited this subject before in Did I hear the Phone? You might find a giggle or two there.