I’m at work and my blackberry rings. It’s only the second time that is has ever done that, I use it primarily for email. So I’m thrown off a little even before I press accept.

The background noise is very high, it sounds like a party or a crowd at an airport. Echoing laughter, lots of talking. No-one says anything directly to me though, so I’m compelled to start off this conversation.

“Hello?”
“Dave? Is this Dave?” Says a womans voice. She sounds either West coast Canadian or mid-Atlantic, hard to tell with the quality of the call. I’m not a Dave.
“No, sorry you have the wrong number.”
“No, you’re wrong. This is Dave’s number. He just gave it to me not long ago.” I’m wrong? What a bizarre thing to say. I’m Dave and I never knew it? Or does she think I’m using Dave’s cell for some reason?

Whatever. She continues talking even after I repeat that she has the wrong number, so I press disconnect.

You have the wrong number.
No, you’re wrong.
Wow.

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