I'm just a number...

I was on my way home from work tonight when my mobile rang.

'Hello', I answered.

'Is that you?' the caller asked.

'Yes, I answered truthfully.'

'Sorry, wrong number,' she said.

Either the caller didn't know who I was and wanted to talk to someone else far more interesting, or knew who I was and wanted to talk to someone far less dull. I'm not sure which rejection is less painful.

I shall never admit to being me again.