I dialed a wrong number yesterday. You know, I realized today that this doesn’t happen often with all the phone book options embedded in the telephones these days. I dialed my cousin to find out how HER ailing Dad is doing and to fill her in on how his brother, my ailing Dad, is doing. But I neglected to dial the “1” to get out of my area. So my call went local and my cousin’s area code became the first 3 digits of my wrong number… and so on. The phone rang and rang and I thought, “how odd that she doesn’t have her answering machine on” when the mechanical voice interrupted and said, “your call to 516-860 blah blah blah could not be completed.” 516? Oops. I was trying to reach Connecticut. So I hung up and prepared to dial again when my phone rang and startled me. It was 516-866-blah blah blah asking me if I’d just called her.
“I did but I dialed incorrectly. I’m so sorry to have bothered you. Just a wrong number!”
To which she answered, “There are no wrong numbers. I have had many wonderful conversations with people who never meant to dial my number. But, I won’t keep you. I hope you have a wonderful day! As a matter of fact, I hope you have an absolutely WONDERFUL life! It was nice talking with you. And remember, smile at everyone you see today. It’ll bring you both joy.”
I wished her the same. Thanked her profusely for her well wishes, returned them in kind and hung up… hesitantly.
A little crazy? A little bubbly? A bit odd? Sure! But it made my day! Honestly! With all the stress and emotions racing through the veins of my life right now, a pleasant and sincere wish for a positive outcome was a blessing. A blessing this woman bestowed on me, a perfect stranger. I think I’ll save her number into my phone book and call her again today ;o).
In the meantime, I think I’ll wish the same to the next person who unintentionally dials my number. Then, I’ll take her advice and smile at everyone I see today.