On having the wrong number
The phone at my desk rang this morning. This rarely happens, and so it was a brief moment of excitement. In case you were worried, however, this is not the dullest blog in the world and so there is more to the story than that. I answered the phone, for a start.
The conversation went something like this:
Woman at other end: “Have I got the wrong number?”
Me: “I don’t know, that depends on who you want to speak to.”
Woman: “I was hoping to speak to someone at the University.”
Me: “This is the University Transport Research Group.”
Woman: “Oh, I wanted the temp bank.”
If I’m honest, this was not a great demonstration of the sort of skill-set someone trying to get a temporary job might be expected to possess.
I don’t want to leave you feeling disappointed, so if you didn’t find this little ‘wrong number’ anecdote as funny as you’d hoped, or are still in need of further post-Bank Holiday procrastination, may I recommend a bit of Michael MacIntyre on YouTube.