Whenever I was asked by people for my number, I borrow a term used by Phoebe in Friends, “I don’t know my number; I don’t call myself!” My little brain cannot hold too much information. So last time I got an opportunity, I got a number whose last digits represented my birthday. So it was easy to remember for all the family members.

One of the main concerns that I had when I’d to move out of Chennai, was that I’ll have to forgo that number. After I reached Bangalore, I asked for the same last 5 digits. They agreed. But as luck would have it, it got delayed further and further. It got complicated too. Customer service would block the number for me. But the technical team would come back saying that the number is locked for someone and cannot be given. I tried explaining that it was indeed given to me. This cycle continued for at-least two numbers.

I was about to give up and then one lady from customer service came for my aid. She spoke with technical team as well the customer facing team and got me a fancy number: 99458-jjude. Don’t think anyone gets a number like this. Now if you can’t figure that out it is 99458-55833.