Over the long holiday weekend, the Evil Twin's cell phone rang and since he was downstairs, I picked it up. I said, "Hello?" and a very rude woman just barked, "Let me talk to mom!"
I said, "Excuse me?" (I'm not used to being barked at as a greeting on the phone).
Then, she asked, "Who is this?" (Grrrr - one of my BIG pet peeves).
ETW: "Who were you trying to reach?"
Then I hear her screeching at someone in the background, "Did you dial the wrong number??"
At this point a man gets on the phone.
Him: "Who is this?"
ETW: "Who were you trying to reach? This is the Evil Twin's residence." Which I would normally never offer up, but this seemed like a truly moronic duo. I thought I'd make it easier for them.
Him: "Oh, I think I dialed the wrong number. I'm sorry."
ETW: "That's okay." [What I want to say, "Thanks for not just hanging up on me."]
But I figured that would be a waste of my breath, since these people were clueless.
I hung up the phone and waited for a repeat mis-dialing. It never happened, so I suppose they got the right number finally!
Honestly, we had a class in 2nd grade about phone manners, but were also coached at home by our parents on how to politely answer the phone, how to take a message if someone was unavailable to get to the phone and how to politely place a phone call - as in "May I speak with so and so?"
If we dialed incorrectly, we sincerely apologized and even said, "Bye."
I expect the impolite calls from children or young adults, but from full grown adults? Not so much.
We're all going to hell in a handbasket!