MY PHONE RING, a male voice on the other line asked to speak to a female by name. I told him he had the wrong number.
Seconds later the phone ring again, it was the same man wanting to speak to the same girl, again I told him he had the wrong number. He asked if I was certain he had the wrong number and if the phone was mine. I cheupse hard and hung up.
Two minutes later the phone ring again, I realised it was the same fella who had called earlier, so I ain’t answer.
Later the night I in bed sleeping, the phone ring, I miss and answer it, it was the same clown asking to speak to this girl. So I said: “Listen buddy, this is ’bout the fourth time you call me today asking bout this girl.”
He gine turn and tell me, “I know, but this is the number she give me.”
Me: “Well, she either give you a wrong number, or you write it down wrong.”
He: “Man no, when she give it to me I put it in my phone the same time.
Me: “You should have dialled it the same time, and see if she answer her phone.”
He: “I didn’t think of that, so why she would give me a wrong number?”
Me: “I ain’t know, where did you meet her.”
He: “At a fete last night.”
Me: “Well maybe she just wanted to stop you from bothering her and decide to give you a wrong number.”
He: (laughs) “You could be right, cause I was begging her for her number the whole night.”
But you see all of that? These things does happen when dialling becomes too easy. When we had them old time rotary dial phones I wouldn’t have this problem.
Wunna remember them phones? Those of you who old enough to remember when we had them phones, that you had to push your finger in a hole on a dial and drag it around, then let it go and wait til it come back around just to dial one number would know what I talking ’bout.
Too tedious
The reason why I wouldn’t have this problem is because, it used to take you so long to dial a phone number, that after the second time he called me his fingers would have been too tired pulling around that dial to call me again.
Seriously, back then adults used to beg children to make phone calls for them, cause it was too tedious. ’Cause sometimes when they half way into the number they realise they dialling the wrong number.
And what used to kill me, is them people with fat fingers which couldn’t fit into the holes used to get a pencil, juk it in the hole and pull around the dial. I lie?
And woe betide you if the number you was calling had in a few 0s, 9s or 8s, that is a day’s work in dialling.
And it wasn’t like now where people had call waiting, sometimes after all o’ that dialling, when you done, the phone line you calling used to be busy.
But what I missed bout them phones is that you couldda blam it down hard in people ears. It was a pleasure to blam down the phone in somebody ears that got you vex. Every man in Barbados, at some time get a woman vex during a conversation, and she blam down the phone hardddd in his ears. Ladies, I lie? See ya.
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