Friday afternoon

Okay, it's time for a giggle.

Friday afternoon, I am sitting at my desk, working away.  Love my job.  Love my work.  All happiness and light.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.  

One odd thing though, I noticed that I didn't get a lot voicemail messages last week.  Didn't think much of it other than, well, maybe people weren't in a hurry to call me back.

Whatever.  Then ...

... my friend and colleague swings by the office about 4 pm.  I am on the phone and my door is closed.  He tells our HR assistant that someone, who is not very happy, is answering my phone.  And since I will be a while on my phone, he sends me an email.

I think he just probably dialed wrong.

Nope.

So I put my phone on call -send so my calls will go right to voice mail.

Some woman answers the phone.

I panic.  I hang up.  I am laughing so hard I can't breathe.

If I don't answer my phone, my calls were being automatically forwarded to this poor woman.  And she keeps answering the phone.  And she is NOT HAPPY.

I have no idea why this is happening.   So I call my friend Bob in Telecom.  We are laughing too hard to actually do anything.

He tries a couple of things.  Calls my number.  She answers.  She is NOT HAPPY.

We have been laughing about this for 24 hours.  I hope she appreciates all the efforts to get these phone calls to stop.  I don't think she will but I can hope.

Still don't know what's wrong.  But if you call my phone number at work, at least it goes to my cell phone.  Not hers.

More to follow.