There was a woman from the town across the lake who was absolutely convinced my Google voice number was her pastor’s and she needed to pick him up from the airport. She reached out at least three times over two years. TBF, the three-digit “exchange” would have been from that town back in the landline days. I always explained very calmly that I’m sure Pastor Jeff would be very happy to hear from her but she was going to need to figure out his phone number herself.
Plot twist: Pastor Jeff’s been dead and gone for years, but every time Ethel’s dementia clears off, the smell of the flowers she had in her window that day returns to her mind so vividly that she’s transported back to a gentler time…
There was a woman from the town across the lake who was absolutely convinced my Google voice number was her pastor’s and she needed to pick him up from the airport. She reached out at least three times over two years. TBF, the three-digit “exchange” would have been from that town back in the landline days. I always explained very calmly that I’m sure Pastor Jeff would be very happy to hear from her but she was going to need to figure out his phone number herself.
Plot twist: Pastor Jeff’s been dead and gone for years, but every time Ethel’s dementia clears off, the smell of the flowers she had in her window that day returns to her mind so vividly that she’s transported back to a gentler time…
LOL, you might not be wrong.
I looked up my old GVoice texts, and she’s still there! It was Pastor Walter and Deedra and it was months, not years.
And yes, younger me may have messed with her, but just a little.