Some funny conversations I've had on the phone recently.

*home phone rings
Me: Hello
Caller: Hello is chris there"
Me: no no-one by that name here you've got a wrong number i think.
caller: I've dialed - (reads out my number to me)
Me: yes thats my number but theres still no-one by that name here.
Caller: *Silence*
Me: You've got a wrong number
Caller: I was calling about a job.
Me: Ok...
Caller: At Ransomes?
Me: Yes well I try calling them then
Caller: you don't have his number then?
Me: well, no
Caller: Right I think they've given me the wrong number then.
Me: Ok bye.

A another seperate call.
Work phone rings:
Me: Hello
Caller: hi is Clive there.
Me: No this is David Oates.
Caller: I've dialled (reads out my number)
Me: yes that would be my number is it regarding Judo?
Caller: yes - where do you live?
Me: i don't see why thats important but I'm based in suffolk.
Caller: oh right so its not you then
Me: guess not? (slightly puzzled now)
Caller: I'm trying to get hold of the development officer in Midlands.
Me: Oh right well you'd best call head office and speak to Julie.
Caller; i just did and she gave me your number.
Me: oh right best ring her back then.
Caller: you don't have his number then
Me; no
Caller: what about Dermots.
Me; no afraid not
Caller: I'll ring julie.
Me: ok bye.

Two incidents that raise two (sorry four) questions from me:
1. Why do people who've just been told its a wrong number insist on reading my number back to me.
What do they expect me to say, oh actually now you've said that I'll just go get him.

2. Why do people who've just rung a wrong number stay on the phone almost arguing their case? Do they think I'll give in?

3. You've just rung a wrong number so why do you think that I will have the number your looking for.

4. Who the hell is Dermot?