Our home phone number used to be one digit off from the Independence College of Cosmetology. Every Saturday morning between 9:20 and 9:30, caller i.d. would announce a caller named "M. Bruchard". I would answer, "Morris residence," which I do since my last name is "Morris." She would always reply, "Yes, I'd like to make an appointment to get my hair done." I would always correct her, "Ma'am, you've reached a private residence." She would always stammer, "Oh, dear," and hang up.
Six weeks this went on. SIX! Consecutively!
Finally, I took her appointment. "Yes, ma'am. Who do you usually see? Oh yes, she's very good. Okay, then, we have you down for 3:30 for Jane. Thanks so much. See you then."
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Date: 2006-02-08 19:25 (UTC)Our home phone number used to be one digit off from the Independence College of Cosmetology. Every Saturday morning between 9:20 and 9:30, caller i.d. would announce a caller named "M. Bruchard". I would answer, "Morris residence," which I do since my last name is "Morris." She would always reply, "Yes, I'd like to make an appointment to get my hair done." I would always correct her, "Ma'am, you've reached a private residence." She would always stammer, "Oh, dear," and hang up.
Six weeks this went on. SIX! Consecutively!
Finally, I took her appointment. "Yes, ma'am. Who do you usually see? Oh yes, she's very good. Okay, then, we have you down for 3:30 for Jane. Thanks so much. See you then."
Strange. She never called us again.