Every call I’ve ever had that was a wrong number, misdailed number, pocket dial or whatever that wasn’t supposed to be for me turned out to be a spam call or marketing call for something. Most of the time, it was a way for me to confirm my number to some dumb marketer.
For the past year or two, I answer all mysterious calls I don’t recognize and put it immediately on ‘mute’. If the person calling doesn’t identify themselves … I let them hang up first and then I just block the number. If they identify themselves with some weird marketing message … I let them hang up and then block the number.
Some dude named Tyrone apparently had my phone number at some point before I did. For a couple of years at first I got a sporadic but persistent litany of calls before I managed to finally convince all of his debt collectors, parole officers, and/or babymommas that this was no longer his number.
It sounds stereotypical, but it’s true. I thought somebody was pulling my leg the first time.
Anyway, I don’t answer my phone for anyone who isn’t on my contacts list anymore. If I don’t know you, you don’t need to be calling me.
And no one once ever sang how they was gonna “Call on Tyrone…” ??? So sad…