Weird Phone Stories

[Peg C]

About twenty years ago. I was hospitalized for a kidney infection. In the solarium, as we recuperated on our IVs, I struck up an acquaintanceship with a woman, about my own age, with a teenaged son my daughter's age , with bandaged wrists. A few days later, this woman came to my room, discharged, andoffered to bring me ice cream the next day. I suggestedthat she bring cheese instead, since sugar does not agree with me. She didn't respond, but wandered off and I didn't consider the encounter until I was forced to.<br><br>As I was being discharged the next day, still groggy with unaccusomed debilitation, my bedside telephone rang. A terribly hostile female voice asked for me by name, said "your kid's a f*** asshole and so are you," and hung up. I was stunned and quivering. My two little girls were the most innocent, pureminded human beings I knew of on this planet. I was, as a single parent, absolutely wiped out.<br><br>After I got home and settled down, I called the woman I had been talking to inhospital, at her office - to tell he story of the phone call and make sure she was doing well. My call was handed off about four times before my bona fides were accepted. Finally the boss came online and informed me that my new friend had committed suicide the night before.<br><br>The weirdness of that telephone horror will never entirely leave me alone,<br><br>(Please forgive the outrageous typos, runons and strangeness. It's all entirely due to WordPad. I don't know how to control it.)<br><br> <p></p><i></i>

[Jill Burdigala]

Eleven years ago I had a part-time job answering the phones for a startup company. Of course most of the calls were perfectly banal, but one afternoon I took a call that left me shook me up for a couple of days.<br><br>The caller was a man, I'd guess middle-aged, and he wanted "to know more about our services" -- a quite common question. To read a transcript of the conversation you would see nothing out of the ordinary. But something about his voice, some indescribable quality that I can't describe, really unsettled me. <br><br>He was breathing very heavily -- not in an obscene way, more like he was very sick or struggling for breath -- and between that and the weird quality in his voice I felt very creeped out; I can't remember now if I felt a sense of personal threat, but I distinctly remember feeling that something wasn't right with him, he radiated something unwholesome and perverse; it was almost a physical sensation crawling through the phone. I couldn't wait to bring the conversation to an end.<br><br>He said he would think it over and get back to us. I told my managers about it and asked them to take the call if he did. As far as I know he never did call back.<br><br>I've taken countless calls from strangers and I've dealt with pranksters and perverts, but none of them ever bothered me in the visceral way this one did. I don't claim to have any gift of psychic perception or any extraordinary ability to "read" people either. It was a bizarre and unique occurance. <p></p><i></i>

[cc]

a couple of weird phone anecdotes -

i recall a time period when i was in highschool when my parent's house would recieve several calls a day where no one would respond on the other end. sometimes i could distinctly tell there was a person there, others i would hear the click as soon as the phone was to my ear. it became such a normal occurance that it wasn't even something that bothered us much. it didn't feel like harassment and star69 didn't tell us anything so we just for the most part ignored it. at the time i half believed it was a girl a grade below me whom i'd been informed had a crush on me. she was the "goth" type although not too over the top i suppose, and it seemed perfectly likely that the phonecalls could have had this origin, but really who knows. it did definitely seem like the more i thought about the frequent calls the more frequent they became, and only when everyone in the house got so used to them that we ignored them did they eventually taper off.

another weird phone moment, or series of moments came sometime this year, coincidentally when i first discovered this very website (the blog, not the board, which i'm new to). this was the first time in a while i'd started to really think about the things going on behind the veils and curtains in this world, at the time i was doing a temp job that had a lot of downtime and so i was reading several of jeff's posts every day, thinking about all the "crazy, eccentric" stuff that everyone here thinks about. i started getting these calls on my cellphone that were just strange. first of all, on the caller ID display, the number that would come up would have only 4 or 5 digits, and not always the same combination of numbers. the state of mind i was in, immeadiately when i saw these calls come up my mind said "you're on someone's list for viewing that site". the first one or two times i just didn't answer but eventualy my curiousity took over. sometimes there would be no one there but i could hear unknown background noises. several times i got a woman asking me questions in spanish. once or twice in a foreign language i didn't recognize.

after a few weeks they stopped and only 1 or 2 have come through since then. still very bizzare.

[lucky]

The one phone call that really sticks in my mind happened over 20 years ago long before cell phones when people use to use public phones. i was staying with a girl friend in london over a weekend and a friend was coming over from the channel islands to stay with us. The plan was he was going to call me when he got to Gloucester road tube station and i was going to walk up and meet him. so sure enough the phone rang in the morning but there was no answer just the 'pips' before the money was puit in - this didn't suprise me as it was a ruse many people use to do to avoid spending anymoney- so I assumed it was Richard , my friend. so off I go , the 5 minute walk to the station and there's my friend standing there . looking very flustered with his bag open I said hello and he looked at me 'how the f*ck didyou know I was here' (i told him about the phone call) 'but Ive lost the number and was standing here wondering what to do as I don't know anyone here ect ect. the weirdness contionued last year when i sent an email reminding him of the event and he replied that he whad retold the same story thge night before

[Canadian_watcher]

The first phone incident took place when I was young - 9 or 10 - and my mother had just moved us in to this townhouse in a big city. When we had looked a the place the month before buying it there had been a sign on the door that read: "No negative thinkers should enter this permise" I was scared because my mother had told me, incessantly, that I was such a negative child. Anyway, we went in and in the master bedroom was a hospital bed - right in the center of the room - with IV apparatus and other things which I cannot recal set-up around it. The drapes were drawn and it was dark and spooky to me.

I was a latchkey kid so after we moved in I was there alone quite regularly. The phone would ring constantly and no one would be on the other end. All times of the day that phone would ring - there would be nothing but silence no matter how long I kept it to my ear and listened.

When coupled with the sounds I heard out in our hallway at night, and the fact that the lady who had tenanted that hospital bed had died there, and me being sure that my begative thinking was cursing me it scared me to death! The calls lasted the entire three months we lived there. (shortly after we moved in my mother agreed to marry the man she'd been dating and we moved into his home, leaving spookyville behind.)

My second story is much shorter.

I was nine months pregnant and it was the day before my due date. I was sleeping and suddenly the phone rang. It was 5 a.m. on a Sunday and when I answered, there was no one there. I got up to pee (pregnant and all) and on my way back to bed my water broke. My baby came 40 hours later.

maybe it was her, announcing her impending arrival!

[RaftingBear]

Many years ago, before I knew about alien abductions and before I left the closet--I lived in Omaha with my wife and four small children. As many people do, I suppose, I often would imagine, "What would I do if--?" and run through practice reactions if there was a tornado, a blizzard, a tidal wave, etc. I seldom ran through the same scenario more than once, as there was no point. I was ready for anything!

One night, as I was getting into the bed, the though came to me, "What would I do if I got an obscene phone call?" --Something that had never, in reality, happened to me. I prepared a "clever" retort--"Get a life of your own, why don't you?!" and closed my eyes.

--Which had barely shut, when the phone rang. And, sure enough, it was a caller with a pornographic and threatening proposal. "Get a life of your own, why don't you?!" I growled and hung up...not nearly as shaken as I would have been, had I not foreseen receiving the call.

[Sweejak]

http://www.apfn.org/apfn/smirnov.htm

About his participation
in Waco Igor Smirnov narrated: “I suggested that voices of children and
families inviting the suicidal people back home could be mixed with the noise
of police car engines (the building was surrounded with them).” FBI then
did not proceed with his proposition when he guaranteed only 70% of a chance
for success. This account is in keeping with what the DEFENSE ELECTRONICS
wrote. Half a year later the Newsweek wrote:

“Sources tell Newsweek that the FBI consulted Moscow experts on the possible
use of a Soviet technique for beaming subliminal messages to Koresh. The
technique uses inaudible transmissions that could have convinced Koresh he
was hearing the voice of God inside his head” (Newsweek, February 7, 1994).
Let us assume that “inaudibility” meant that no one else would hear the voice
of God but Koresh and that even him would hear it only inside his head. When
Allan Frey did his experiments with beaming sounds into people‘s brains they
located them inside their heads or just behind it. So in Newsweek‘s account
David Koresh would hear inside his head electromagnetic broadcasting of the
“voice of God”. A month later the deputy chief of the FBI‘s technical
services division, Steve Killion, told the journalists from Village Voice:
“In the normal course of your negotiation with the individual by telephone,
you can impress a coded message... It is not realized consciously by the
individual, but subconsciously, subliminally they understand it” (Village
Voice, March 8, 1994). This time it could have been done again by means of
“noises” played into telephone.

also:
http://www.mindjustice.org/index.htm