So I got a call this morning from my GrandCentral number. (Grandcentral is a servivce that forwards a call to numerous phones, and provides voicemail with other options) I was using my mouthwash and gathering my items for the day when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I didn't recognize the caller ID, so I raced to the bathroom and spit before answering. When I answered I was glad to hear the GC voice remind me of my options: hit three to send the call to voicemail and listen in. Which is the option I picked and then heard a sheriff's deputy begin to leave a voicemail for me. Odd. I pressed * to break into the call and identified myself for the officer.
"Good morning sir, I'm looking for a Jose {something-or-other} do you have any information on his whereabouts?"
"Uh... No officer, I don't."
"I see, well he gave this number as a point of contact so we could reach him."
"This... isn't even a real number. I mean, this is an Internet forwarding service. I live in DC."
"Oh, so you don't know Mr. {something-or-other}?"
"No I've never heard of him before."
"...hmm"
"...yeah"
"Alright, sir, thank you for your time. Have a nice day."
"My pleasure."
Odd.
And Jose {something-or-other}, if you read the DP, as I assume you do, quit giving my fake phone numbers to the cops. Its not a nice way to start your day; even if they're not really after you.
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