Does anyone else remember growing up when phone numbers were just the seven digits without the area code? How about when the first two numbers were letters? Rotary phones? I digress…
I have a different area code on my cellphone than my husband.
He is one of the only people I know that has the area code he has.
Today at work, I received a phone call from a gentleman with the same area code.
He left a message on my voice mail.
I retrieved the message and wrote down his number.
I hung up the phone.
I picked it back up to return the call.
I entered the area code.
I then proceeded to dial my husband’s number while looking at the pad of paper I had written this man’s number on.
Didn’t even think twice.
My fingers just dialed the number instinctively.
As I hit the last key, I realized what I had done and immediately hung up.
That habit will eventually go away…right?