I was at home this morning, peacefully going about life taking care of household chores when the phone rang. I did not recognize the incoming local number, but I answered the call anyway.
"Hello?"
Silence.
"Hello?"
Click.
I suppose the person on the other end realized they had a wrong number. I continued on with the housework when the phone rang again. I noted from the caller ID that this time it was a local cell phone number. I answered the call again.
"Hello?"
Silence.
"Hello?"
Click.
Same person, perhaps? When I moved into the area I expected to get callers trying to reach someone who used to have the phone number. I discovered quickly that the number once belonged to a local pharmacy, since that was usually the first question I was asked. An older set of Yellow Pages later confirmed those suspicions. This caller, though, seemed to be special.
Apparently the person thought that changing from a land line to a cell phone and dialing the very same the number would cause their call to magically route the intended destination instead of once again ringing at my home.
Hello, Darwin Awards? I have a nominee.
