Flying the Coop

Another chapter, a new adventure…

My old number.

I know, it seems like a trivial thing… but I switched my phone service to a BC provider and I’m kinda sad now. It was mostly because it’s cheaper (waaaaay less expensive), but also because if I’m gonna be here for at least the next year, it’d probably be good to have a local number to use.

Because I changed providers and I’m now in BC, I had to get a new phone number. I don’t want to give up my old phone number. But it’s already done.

I got my first phone in 2012. I got to pick the phone number, which I was really excited about. I had a short list of numbers I wanted that spelled out four-letter words, but most of them I couldn’t get because they were only issuing numbers that started with 0, 1, and 2 at that time. So I chose a number that reflected my job at the time with the library.

But things change. Phone numbers change. It’s just how the world works.

So goodbye, old number. You served me well and I will remember your digits forever.







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