Telephone Conversations with Strangers

Since I have had a cellphone with the same number since 2005, I have routinely gotten quite a few incorrectly dialed calls.  For the first five years of having this number, my frequent caller was a little old lady who was calling her friend "Goldie."  I'm not sure if she ever got a hold of "Goldie," but she definitely got a hold of me for a good consistent five years.  (I always imagined that Goldie used to be blond and now wore hair curlers all day long, sat in a pink bathrobe, and smoked cigarettes as her pastime.  Just a guess.) The tragic part of getting a lot of wrong dials is that when I say my name, most people don't realize I am saying a name. 

As a side note and since I have no pictures to go with this particular post, I got a haircut last week!

What I mean by that is that most people don't put two and two together when I say, "Hello, this is Saxon."  Maybe they think I'm saying I'm an Anglo-Saxon.  Maybe they think I'm a business.  Maybe they think I'm an 80s British rock band.  Maybe they just aren't thinking.

Today I got a great example of this type of situation where stating my name just made the situation ten times more confusing than it had to be.

My phone rang and didn't recognize the number.  I'm always weary of answering those numbers because they usually are just someone from OU wanting me to donate money (thanks but no thanks, you've already taken plenty of mine), someone that got my number from David's Bridal (who I think maliciously sold my contact information to all the most annoying wedding companies in the state who still called me long after the wedding)...or a wrong dial.  

When I answered, the first thing I heard was a man's voice saying, "Christine?" Okay, so it's a wrong number.  But I don't want to be rude, so I responded to him.  "Hi, this is Saxon." He responded, "What?!"

I repeated myself, knowing all too well that the man was confused because of my name.  Maybe I didn't say it clearly enough, so I responded again, "Hi, this is SAXON."
Once again, his response was, "What?!"

This wrong dial was an epic fail.  He called the wrong phone, and I've just totally confused him by simply stating my name.  Does this guy have the inability to come to his own conclusion that my voice doesn't sound like Christine's?  

Finally, I said to him, "I think you called the wrong number." So he said, "Oh, okay" and he hung up.

I just find these situations incredibly awkward, but kind of funny. And they seem to happen to me quite often.

Are there any types of awkward situations that continually follow you around?