On Saturday I received a very nicely worded, but poorly punctuated, text that read: "Hi, I did a builders inspection at [a particular street] yesterday could you confirm if there is a sump pump at the entrance of the garage thanks. It's not an area of concern just something my client needs to be aware of for pump upkeep ... Regards."
An apostrophe and some full-stops may have been missing in action but the missive reeked of professionalism. The text was signed off with a full name, position, freephone number, email address and website address. I did the decent thing and replied: "Wrong number. Not us!"
Yet I must confess I'm not always so quick to alert the sender to a wrongly addressed text. When they're anonymous I opt to not reply. Similarly, I deliver the silent treatment when the language used bears only a vague resemblance to any official language yet recorded.
I didn't reply to: "Hay Danielle its lika. Wat times practz?" Firstly, I was not Danielle; secondly, I'm not acquainted with a "lika". And I didn't reply when another unknown person sent me the following text late at night on New Year's Eve: "hae, wea r use??"
Upon reflection I should have sent a friendly "Wrong number!" to this person. But I wasn't to know he or she would continue to use my number and send me five increasingly detailed texts over the next week. One said: "Hello, uncle ... aunty and thems car broke down in Papatoetoe ..." Another said: "Hey, guys, uh just wntd 2 let use knw dat if you wanna ring nd tlk 2 nana, ring my numbr. Coz my mums phns broken! xx."