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This one elderly woman has been calling me all day because my desk number is the number of a company she worked for in the 1970s who apparently still have some of her 401K. She's actually managed to make contact with the company, but every time she gets confused, she calls me.

Last time she called, she was confirming an area code of a phone number someone else gave her.

"Is it 773 or 312? When I call 312 I get a busy signal."
"Well, ma'am, the best I can do is suggest you try 773."

While I was on the phone with her -- Phone #1 -- both Phone #1's second line and Phone #2's first line rang. And the UPS guy got stuck in the (broken) door, which was just as well because he prevented the food delivery guy from entering until I'd dealt with the Epic Telephones.

I knew I shouldn't have said I was coping better. Since then, it's been like some kind of industrial stress test only instead of a car it's my ability to deal with chaos.

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[steeldreams.livejournal.com]

My spinster aunt used to do that to me, except she wanted ME to call her friends' sons out of the blue with no introduction.

I've left more than one phone message that's said something along the lines of "Hi, you have no idea who I am, but my aunt knows your mom, and apparently they think it'd be cool if we met. I'm up for it if you are, but if you think it's too weird and uncomfortable, feel free not to call me back - I won't be offended." Because my aunt totally would have found a way to find out if I didn't try and then spent ages nagging me about it.

Unsurprisingly, none of them ever called me back.

[plottwist13.livejournal.com]

Oh God so awkward. That's worse than the random-man-approach and "Hey, my granddaughter is single, you should go out." Urk.