Erin The Great

I’m beginning to wonder about the validity and/or convenience of the phone book. I was trying to get a hold of a car garage to that my car could receive an oil change and therefore be happy that I’m still driving her in the snow without snow tires. That’s beside the point but what I did come to discover was the fact that the ‘car garage’ I’d supposedly called actually ended up being the number for a plumber… just my luck.

After I figured out that the number in the phone book was actually the number I was trying to dial and I wasn’t having a massive ‘blonde moment’ like the plumber man so arrogantly suggested, I thought back to answering the phone at my job.

As I’ve said so many times before I work at a bank. The bank that I work at doesn’t have a receptionist of any kind so I as a teller provide direction and answers to all who may be calling. This usually isn’t a problem until about 30 min into my shift when the normal calls for Costco arrive. Costco you say? That’s right! Last time I checked the bank didn’t have a deli section. Usually it is rather funny when people call up and ask how much our turkey is going for, but we do get the occasional caller who is not only baffled at calling a bank instead of Costco but gets rather irate because somehow it’s my fault the number for both the deli and eyeglasses just happens to be our number.

Up until now I guess you could chock this up to coincidence except that apparently when you look in the phonebook and call our 1-800 number, you now get a dating service. Very interesting!