At 6:51 a.m. this morning, I was sleeping soundly when I woke up to my phone buzzing on the night stand beside me.
I reached over and checked the number. It read it was Florida. So I ignored the call and rolled back over.
When a voicemail notification buzzed, I picked up the phone and listened to it. Usually I’d let this slide.
When the VM started, the voice was a young woman telling me if she ever gets an inappropriate text like she did this morning from my phone, she would call the police.
Coffee doesn’t wake me up as effectively.
I jumped out of bed and I called the number straight away. The phone rang several times, and finally the woman picked up. She was upset and immediately said something like, “You better explain yourself.”
I stuttered into the conversation saying, “I know you’re upset and let me explain that I didn’t send you any texts, and I definitely didn’t send you something inappropriate.”
Before we had a chance to determine what had happened, she was more upset that her significant other might “find” a text like that and having to explain it might prove difficult.
After we talked for a few minutes, she explained that the text asked her if she wanted to “fuck” and that she received it about 10 minutes before she called.
When she called my number and heard the outgoing voice message that says it’s a production company, she assumed that it was a porn site.
After a short-ish lengthy conversation with her, in which she explained that she was okay and not to put too much thought into it, I called AT&T.
Well, let me put that a different way. I checked my bill for a number. It told me to go to their website which sent me on a wild goose chase to find a number to call. And when I called, it sent me down the rabbit hole of options before giving me an option to speak with someone directly.
Thank you, AT&T and companies who choose customer service that is nothing short of a pain in the ass.
Veronica the AT&T rep explained that no texts had gone out from my phone since last night at 8:30, which I could verify. She told me to tell my friends and family not to open texts from me with inappropriate content.
“Fine,” I said. “But this wasn’t my friend. It was a stranger.”
So if you get any requests to fuck from my number today, please let me know ASAP. I need to get this straightened out. Fast. I’d rather not change my phone number as it’s kind of like branding.
Thanks in advance.