I went to work this morning on a 4-wheeled public transportation only to find an elderly man grumbling to his cellphone with his east-indonesian accent. Can’t help my curiosity, i decided to spill it out since there were only two of us.
Me : what is it doing, sir?
Man : my phone doesnt work. it’s not calling.
Me : did anything happen before it quit working
Man : no, it just quit. the matter of fact, i just bought it yesterday.
Me : owh… what if im doing a test call? can i call ur phone, sir?
Man : yeah.. it rings. it just wont call
Me : if it takes calls, it should send calls as well
(then i call his cellphone and it works)
Man : Well, it doesnt call out, i told u.
(at this point, i called my number with his and it works. i show him my ringing phone)
Me : sir, it seems like ur phone is working. it’s calling my phone now
Man : no, it doesnt. try this number
(then he gave me a paper with some numbers written on it)
Me : so, it’s only not working when u call this number?
Man : Yes
Me : so there must be a problem with that person’s phone
Man : it can not be. this number was written by the person himself. it can not be wrong.
(i call the number and hear an electric signal)
Me : *holding back laughter* Sir, it’s a fax number…