Let me explain. I am not Stephen. Someone named Stephen has apparently given my phone number to a lot of people.
Now I don’t want to call Stephen out too badly. It could have been the slip of an errant finger that typed the wrong number in on some form someplace along the line but honestly — I get more calls and texts from people who think I am Stephen.
In the beginning I would respond with “I am not Stephen. Please remove this number from your call list.” But then I realized that the bots that were sending the messages did not really care about whether I was or was not Stephen so I quit.
Today I received a couple more texts for Stephen asking if I wanted to sell my home at 448 Maple Grove Church Road. This is not the first time I have gotten this exact same message. No, that is one address that I have never had. Surprisingly enough, right?
But darn it. It bugs me. I try to unsubscribe, block and ignore and all to no avail. The texts and calls for Stephen continue to come in.
In the big scheme of things this is not a life or death matter but it’s just one of those annoying things that I wish would disappear from my phone activity. Anyone else out there have a Stephen story? Let. me hear all about it in the comments and Comment for a Cause.
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Leave a commentOh dear. We once had a phone number very similar to a Chinese Restaurant near us. We constantly got calls for take away orders. One day my teenage daughter was home alone, got one of the calls, and took the order! By the time I got home there was a very angry customer on the phone waiting for her meal.
Jeff gets phone calls from Amish asking where their shoes are that they ordered. We have to explain that they need to use the full ten digit phone number. We don’t sell shoes.
Oh my. My phone in Gallipolis was one number off of Walmarts. Now deal with that one🤣🤣🤣
THAT would be a nightmare!!!!
My husband and his late wife used to get calls for “Arsenius”, again and again (this was in the day before caller ID). Finally one day, he told them that Arsenius had died. Never got another call for him. Of course, that wouldn’t work with those robo calls.
Oh gosh— that would be maddening! It just takes one digit off to make it all go crazy!
I have two I’m Not Stephen stories. The first was when I moved into a new apartment, back in the day of only having land lines, and when you had to change your phone # when you moved to a new town. Apparently they gave me the phone # to a water softener company. It was a cool number and I didn’t want to have to change it, so for several months I had a message on my answering machines that started with “This is NOT the number to ABC Softener, do not leave a message for them here.”
The second story was weirder than that. For several weeks I would get, on my cell phone calls from men asking if I was free for Friday night, or Saturday night, or some other night. I always told them they must have the wrong number. I remember a number of them asking me if I was sure. Then finally I asked one of them where they got my number and it turns out it was being used by some woman advertising as an escort. Great. Eventually that quit.
I get Jeanne and Carlos and an address in Texas! Almost every day. I am on the do not call list and still get these. I have blocked numerous numbers but then it just comes from another number. So annoying…
I’m sorry. This is maddening, annoying and frustrating. No stories here.
I have (over a year) got several calls about medical matters which weren’t for me. I would call the office back and they would have to work backward to figure who they meant to call. Finally last week there was a call I answered and we figured out that she had indeed called MY number, but the number she found really belonged to the person(she looked him up online while we talked) was like mine – except the first two digits had been transposed , and apparently he had been giiving out his own number incorrectly. At least when I get the next wrong call I can give them HIS number.
No Stephen’s but plenty of other names I could not even pronoun. Also like you, properties supposedly we own and asking if we want to sale it. Like you no properties we own. Chuck said to tell them to send us $10,000 and it theirs. lol
My husband became an Anger Buster when he realized there were days when his blood pressure barely reacted to his car being broken into, and days when it shot up, then dived down, when someone accidentally dialled a phone number that had three pairs of double digits.