The touchy-feely wrong number

I fired off a party RSVP today โ€“ yet another social engagement for Son2, not me. I didnโ€™t think too much of it, and made a mental note to put the date on the calendar.

My phone rang, loud and shrill.

โ€œHello,โ€ said an unfamiliar male voice. โ€œIs that Sarah?โ€

I braced myself to tell him heโ€™d got the wrong number. You know when you can already tell heโ€™s not going to believe heโ€™s got the number incorrect, and youโ€™re going to have to convince him youโ€™re really not the person he thinks you are. I had that feeling.

So I was surprised when the conversation took a different turn. โ€œIโ€™m getting all these texts about a party,โ€ he said. โ€œItโ€™s the wrong number.โ€ He was very sweet about it, a lovely chap, and we shared a laugh. He sounded like he worked in a restaurant, and there he was getting texts from all the mums in the class about Lasertag. His name was Ali.

A minute later, Ping! Heโ€™d sent me a text.

โ€œI just spoke to you. Iโ€™m the manager of kabab rolls al barari.โ€

I peered closer at the broken English on the screen. Iโ€™d already guessed he was going to try to sell me something. A bit of opportunistic salesmanship must always be expected in Dubai.

โ€œMay b u can touch with me in future if want some catering or food etc.โ€

You know what Ali, you were such a sweetie, I will save your number just in case the need arises for kebab rolls, but the touchy-feely bit โ€“ maybe we could skip that?!

I made a new friend in Ali!
I made a new friend in Ali!

2 thoughts on “The touchy-feely wrong number

  1. Owner (Kabab Rolls) says:

    Just stumbled upon this.. cracked me up so hard!!! We do not remember this to be part of any of our trainings. ๐Ÿ™‚

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