For the school I'm applying for, I had to schedule an interview with an alumnus from the school. Let's call him Peter Smith. Here's how this epic phonecall failure went:
Little Kid: Hello?
Me: Hi, may I please speak to Mr. Smith?
Little Kid: uh-huh
Mrs Smith: Hello?
Me: Err...hi. Mr Smith? Mr Smith please?
Me: No, could I please speak to Mr Smith? Mr Smith? Mr....Peter! Peter Smith, please?
Mrs: He's not here right now.
Wow. So I left a message with his wife & he called me back like 10 seconds later. It was so humiliating. I honestly hate talking on the phone with an intense passion. After that someone else called & I agreed to babysit for their kids on New Year's Eve. You see, I've never really got the big deal with New Years....it's just a date change. Besides, until I'm old enough to legally drink, I have no reason to celebrate it. Humbug.