Scene I
My Sony Ericsson K710i rang noisily, and I hurriedly pick it up. There was not any familiar name displayed on the screen. Must be a friend with a new number, I made a wild guess.
At the other end of the line, a Chinese man was too eager to start a conversation that he forgot to even say hello, and only stopped talking 10 seconds or so after the phone was picked up. The worst part was he was speaking in Cantonese. Or perhaps Mandarin, or Hokkien, I just could not tell between the three.
“Err, wrong number la,” I interrupted.
“Oh..”
As quickly as he first uttered his words to me, the man put off the line.
Scene II
It was five minutes past midnight, barely a week later. Same thing happened, a call from an anonymous, this time a Malay lady.
“Boleh cakap dengan ***”
“Eh, salah nombor ni..”
She immediately hung up.
For heaven’s sake, one went on to speak in a totally unfathomable language straight off, lama pulak tu, before realizing actually he talked to a wrong person, while the other called a wrong number in the middle of the night. But neither said sorry. How pathetic.
5 comments:
I feel for you and have to agree with you that 'apa la susah sgt nak minta maaf'. If you would like to see the best in ppl,you could think they might be too ashamed and would want to run away frm the scene as fast as they could.
sabar itu mudah...
nak kekalkan sabar itu yang payah,
sebab?
diri sendiri jawablah.
Satu je reason that I could think of - they do not want to waste any credit. By saying sorry, another 10 sen 'hangus'.
huh? ingatkan diri ini saja yang dapat panggilan salah nombor...
baru sehari aku sampai malaysia, gune no digi baru, ada orang kol,
-hello ini en haironi makaroni?
bukan sorang, tapi dah 4 orang campur ngan semalam...semue nak cari haironi makaroni...taknak cari danial jaafar ke?? =P
sorrry melalut.
i wonder why i got the same problem like you do for the past two years..
huhu
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