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I've mentioned before that I keep getting calls for "Billy". Sometimes they even call at midnight. Who the fuck calls at midnight? Luckily the phone was in the car those nights... cos I don't even know how I'd have responded if I'd actually been near the phone if it woke me up.
Today I found out what city Billy lives in. He lives in my city. Which I guess would make sense because... although my BF bought me this phone from a walmart a few towns over, I used this zip code for my number.
But I didn't know for sure until today. Today I took my car to the local walmart to get two of the tires replaced.
(Side note - despite all the shit I read about them over at PFB/M3C my service was very good and timely. It didn't hurt that I went in for service at 845 in the morning in a small town - seriously I'm surprised we even rank having a walmart but we do.... but it was good service and i'm happy. and everyone was polite.)
When they asked me for my number I gave the woman my cell number case they called me to let me know when it was done. The woman entered it into her hand held thingy, paused and asked, "Billy....?"
I explained that I got the phone from walmart back in april and had never seen billy, but added that i think he still gave the number out. we laughed over it a little though.
i was tempted to ask for billy's last name - so i could locate him and tell him to stop fucking giving out the number - but that wouldn't be right. besides technically it would have been illegal for them to do so anyway.
so at least one place has me down instead of billy the cell phone dude.
and maybe someday i'll catch one of those late night callers to tell them "go away, i don't know who the hell billy is" etc
Today I found out what city Billy lives in. He lives in my city. Which I guess would make sense because... although my BF bought me this phone from a walmart a few towns over, I used this zip code for my number.
But I didn't know for sure until today. Today I took my car to the local walmart to get two of the tires replaced.
(Side note - despite all the shit I read about them over at PFB/M3C my service was very good and timely. It didn't hurt that I went in for service at 845 in the morning in a small town - seriously I'm surprised we even rank having a walmart but we do.... but it was good service and i'm happy. and everyone was polite.)
When they asked me for my number I gave the woman my cell number case they called me to let me know when it was done. The woman entered it into her hand held thingy, paused and asked, "Billy....?"
I explained that I got the phone from walmart back in april and had never seen billy, but added that i think he still gave the number out. we laughed over it a little though.
i was tempted to ask for billy's last name - so i could locate him and tell him to stop fucking giving out the number - but that wouldn't be right. besides technically it would have been illegal for them to do so anyway.
so at least one place has me down instead of billy the cell phone dude.
and maybe someday i'll catch one of those late night callers to tell them "go away, i don't know who the hell billy is" etc
she sent me a very apologetic text and I never heard from her again.....
I'll have to use that the next time a wrong number argues with me.
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