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the_dala at 09:45pm on 30/09/2007
the_dala at 09:45pm on 30/09/2007Hi, yes, I am here and it's lovely and I love you all and thank you for the well wishes but at the moment -
Kill my phone number. Kill my phone number. C-I-L-L my phone number.
Please, if anybody has a lot of experience with international calling, help a sister out? My parents are trying to call me, at Southampton, from the US. The number that they called when I was at Oxford, and in fact the numbers I used to call the uni from home over the summer, fit into this pattern: 011 (US country code) 44 (UK country code) 2180 (city code) xxxxxx (six mystery digits that somehow come from the local number).
My actual, external phone number in my room is (fake numbers for privacy) (0)123 456 7891. That is ten digits. We have tried every combination we could come up with, but we still cannot six digits out of ten. We also tried my mobile, after asking a guy at the O2 shop who gave us this (my actual mobile number in ()): 44 0(0) 12345 67891. Notice that it leaves out the city code, which makes sense as it's a mobile and not a local number. HOWEVER. It didn't work either.
And speaking of the city code, I asked both a guy in my hall and the reception desk about the room number, and they both left out the city code as well. The numbers they gave me were 044 123 456 7891 and 0044 123 456 7891. Let me reiterate: THESE DO NOT WORK.
Dad is frustrated, I'm frustrated, and we're yelling at each other over AIM. I know the mobile and room numbers both function in and of themselves, because they have received calls not from overseas, but I cannot stuff them into an international phone number which my dad can call with his international phone card. His insistence that the pattern above is the right one makes sense to me, but - what are the remaining six digits?!
Please, if y'all have any insight at all...I can check with the Students' Union tomorrow, and it's possible there is something wrong with Dad's card, but right down I'm ready to bash my brains in. Which is not a good mood for a proper update, either.
ETA: Problem mostly solved, as I came up with the brilliant plan of calling Dad's cell from mine so that he could see the number (it turned out to be 44 #-minus-last-digit). The landline still baffles, however.
Kill my phone number. Kill my phone number. C-I-L-L my phone number.
Please, if anybody has a lot of experience with international calling, help a sister out? My parents are trying to call me, at Southampton, from the US. The number that they called when I was at Oxford, and in fact the numbers I used to call the uni from home over the summer, fit into this pattern: 011 (US country code) 44 (UK country code) 2180 (city code) xxxxxx (six mystery digits that somehow come from the local number).
My actual, external phone number in my room is (fake numbers for privacy) (0)123 456 7891. That is ten digits. We have tried every combination we could come up with, but we still cannot six digits out of ten. We also tried my mobile, after asking a guy at the O2 shop who gave us this (my actual mobile number in ()): 44 0(0) 12345 67891. Notice that it leaves out the city code, which makes sense as it's a mobile and not a local number. HOWEVER. It didn't work either.
And speaking of the city code, I asked both a guy in my hall and the reception desk about the room number, and they both left out the city code as well. The numbers they gave me were 044 123 456 7891 and 0044 123 456 7891. Let me reiterate: THESE DO NOT WORK.
Dad is frustrated, I'm frustrated, and we're yelling at each other over AIM. I know the mobile and room numbers both function in and of themselves, because they have received calls not from overseas, but I cannot stuff them into an international phone number which my dad can call with his international phone card. His insistence that the pattern above is the right one makes sense to me, but - what are the remaining six digits?!
Please, if y'all have any insight at all...I can check with the Students' Union tomorrow, and it's possible there is something wrong with Dad's card, but right down I'm ready to bash my brains in. Which is not a good mood for a proper update, either.
ETA: Problem mostly solved, as I came up with the brilliant plan of calling Dad's cell from mine so that he could see the number (it turned out to be 44 #-minus-last-digit). The landline still baffles, however.
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