Tammy’s Wrong Number: Bless Her Heart
So, I got 2 missed calls from a number I didn’t recognize and I couldn’t pick up anyway because I was on a conference call. I finally get off the phone and see that the person left a voicemail so I hit play.
Here’s what the VM said:
“Hey this Tammy. Gimme a call back when you get this message. Iunno why you ain’t answering your phone. I been tryna call you. You need to tell me what’s going on wit you because you be sending me these nice little letters talmbout how you like my voice…Next minute I know, I’m tryna call you and you ain’t answering the phone. You know I don’t understand all that. You need to just try to give me a call back and if you don’t, I’ll understand.”
Oh. So clearly, Tammy got the wrong number but most importantly, her feelings are mad hurt, bro. And what lets me know they’re really hurt is because she ended with how she’ll understand if she ain’t get a call back. She’s tryna play it cool.
So I decided to call her back to tell her she got the wrong number. I didn’t want her outchea all butthurt bout this person who led her on with words about her nice voice.
But I knew calling her would get her hopes up if only for a moment as she saw my number on her phone. She’s gonna be sorely disappointed when she realizes I’m not bae. I did anyway because I’m a gahtdamb sweetheart. That and I didn’t wanna keep getting calls from her. Tammy seems like the kind who’d call me back and leave me voicemails a coupla times a week about how much I lie. She’s probably the kind who’d pull a “Hey Barbara, this is Shirley. You might not know me but…”
Chile… so I dialed her number.
*Phone rings ONCE and it’s picked up* (Girl, don’t do that. The thirst shows)
Me: “Hi. Someone called my phone from this number and left a voicemail so I’m calling back. I think you have the wrong number.”
Tammy: “I think so too. Ok Bye.”
*30 seconds later, my phone rings and it’s Tammy*
Tammy: “You just called me right now. Well, I dialed your number by accident because I was tryna dial my guy’s number. His number is 1 different from yours. I thought maybe you were his girlfriend or something. But I’ma delete your number. Sorry, girl.”
Lemme get this right, Tammy. The fact that you called my number thinking homeboy that you’re tryna date/dating/whatevering might have a girlfriend which is why you’re being ignored is a mess.
Tammy outchea leaving these Keith Sweat ass voicemails for a dude she can’t e’em trust. Hustling backwards. My girl Christi said “Tammy needs a new man and some good girlfriends to sit her down and tell her to raise her standards.” PRETTY MURCH!
Bless Tammy’s heart, doe. I hope she finds what she’s looking for and uses that “save contact” feature on her phone. She should then put on her freakum dress and go have a good time. HE DON’T DESERVE YOU, GUHL!
What advice do y’all have for Tammy? Have yall ever had a wrong number situation?