Stop Calling Me

Here is a rough transcription of a phone call I received at work yesterday...

Me: "Thank you for calling .... This is Amanda, how may I help you?"

Woman: "What is this? What have I called?"

Me: "This is ..... We're an animal hospital."

Woman: "Okay, you guys keep calling me and leaving me messages. You have the wrong number and I want you to stop calling."

Me: "Okay, I'm sorry about that. Do you recall what any of the messages said?"

Woman: "No. You've called 4 or 5 times and it's annoying. I want you to stop."

Me: "Okay, may I have your number?"

Woman: "Uhh, no. I just want you to stop calling."

Me: "Ma'am, if we don't have your number, we have no idea what number to stop calling, you know what I mean?"

The woman sighs heavily and rudely spits out her number. I type it into the computer and find it under another client's name.

Woman: (Still rude) "Did you find the file?"

Me: "Yes, I did. Thanks for letting us know, I'm sorry for bothering you and we'll get this straightened out."

Woman: (Yes, still rude) "Okay, bye." And she slams down the phone.


I love people. I guess we were supposed to magically know what number not to call.

Music: The Beatles - When I'm Sixty Four