I was calling my parents to come and collect me at the Army Base after being away on camp for two weeks.
The number was easy to remember (is an old number now) 4321 - 50.
I called it and a stranger answered the phone. I asked for my mother, figuring it was one of her friends. SHe said I had the wrong number. I apologised and hung up.
I redialed, figuring I had hit a number wrong, and got the same lady again. I asked this time "I am Jenny, I am looking for my mother and is this 432150" and she said "yes, but no one lives here by that name"
By this point (I was just 17) I am thinking ........ I have forgotten the number - so check the phone book - nope got it right.
So I called again - getting quite agitated, as this was abviously a bad joke they were playing on me and this lady adamantly stated that no one of that name lived at the number.
Quite concerned and thinking that I must have been an awful child and my family had upped and moved house while I was away to get away from me - I called her once last time and told her the address I was trying to get and was this that address in Newcastle.
She advised me no, she was in Sydney (a different area code to us).
I am bamboozled then the chief clerk finally remembers he had switched our army phone through to Sydney HQ for the duration of our camp and that any calls would go to the local sydney area
I was NEVER so relieved when I finally was able to get my parents and find out they had not run away from me
(TRUE STORY!!)