Don’t ask me for my phone number

As most of you will know I just left my “big job” and am on my way to being involved in a host of different and exciting projects. Things are going really well and I have been having some great conversations by email with all sorts of exciting people. To this end I have spent quite a bit of time perfecting the signature at the bottom of my email template to make sure that it houses all my details – including phone number, website, Facebook page and Twitter account.

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So there I was sending out emails to all and sundry often including the words – “all my details are in my email signature”. Confident as hell I was. 

Until I got a tweet yesterday from my beautiful friend Adam saying “Can you call me? I tried calling your number twice and a dude answered?”

I’ll add at this point that my phone has NOT been ringing off the hook.

I imagined Adam having a small (but treatable) form of dyslexia that meant he was having problems dialing the number correctly. When I realised that was improbable I started to curse Optus for doing something tricky to the lines so that when people called my correct number the lines were crossed and my phone was being answered by some dude with a number that was not even close to mine.

But because I am anal and I cross all my t’s and dot all my i’s I quickly double checked my email signature AND I HAD GOT MY OWN PHONE NUMBER WRONG IN MY EMAIL SIGNATURE.

I doubt I will ever live this down.

*hangs head in shame*