Area Code Desire
So a few weeks ago I got a new cell phone number. It’s been the bane of my existence since.
The back story is my roommate and I have had a family share plan (that’s in her name) for an eternity and we recently decided to end that arrangement. So I figured if I’m going to get my own account, I might was well get a phone number that reflects my area code…the 480. For whatever reason, when we got our phones, we were dished out 602 numbers.
I should have just kept the 602 number. The previous owner of my number had it as recently as April if not since then. After having this number for only a month, I have received numerous calls from businesses looking for her. A caterer, a pesticide service, an employee agency, a loan officer…they all want a piece of “Wendy” but instead get me. I can’t wait until the ex-boyfriends and collections agencies start phoning.
I usually just let these calls go to voicemail — I rarely answer my phone if I don’t recognize the number — however these callers just aren’t getting the hint when they hear my voice on the greeting and not Wendy’s.
So this is the price I pay for wanting to be in the 480. Oh well, at least it’s not the 623. *shudders*
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Did you ever see that episode of Seinfeld where Elaine got a new phone number and it was in a new area code? She gave it to some guy and he’s like, “Is this in New Jersey? Do I have to dial a 1 first?”
One of my coworkers was offended the other day when I made a disparaging remark about 623 phone numbers. And to be honest… I was very happy to trade in my 480 for a 602. To each their own. ;)
Why not add a message to your voicemail saying “I’ve been getting calls for a Wendy, this is no longer her phone.”
Jackie: It’s so simple and yet brillant. Of course! :-)