So I recently got a new cell phone, and with it, a new number. Well, new to me, anyway.
However, it seems as if the person who possessed the number before me got rid of it because she was getting chased by so many creditors/old boyfriends/holistic health colleges and the like that she chose to move on.
And lucky me was the next recipient.
When I first got the phone, I would get about ten or fifteen calls and texts a day, all to "Stephanie."
I never answered the phone, because I hadn't even given the number out to anyone yet, and I knew it wasn't for me.
The calls and texts have somewhat tapered off, but yesterday someone from a place that sounded suspiciously like Stephanie's place of employment called and left a message.
That's when I decided to change the voicemail on the phone from the standard computerized message to a personalized one. And it goes a little bit like this:
Hi, you've reached a phone number that is no longer Stephanie's. Stephanie changed her phone number and apparently never bothered to tell you. So if you would please take this number off your list for Stephanie, I would appreciate it.
And so goes example 542 of why I am a complete bitch.