04 August 2003
I have a phone at work like most people I guess. I despise using the telephone. It completely ties me down and eliminates all hope of multitasking.
The really fun part about my work phone is that no one has the number, so no one calls me there, but invariably, at least twice a week, it rings. I say "AOPC, This is John", and the hapless person on the other end stammers dumbly and asks for someone who's not me. It's always a wrong number, but always for someone new. My number must be near many other numbers in Mechanicsburg.
Someday, I'm going to finally start answering my phone "Hello, wrong number."
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