The cingular service agent called me this morning at work on my cellphone to complete the wireline porting process I started a little over a month ago. After a few strange steps in the process, this morning it finally happened, just like i was told.
She asked for a landline number she could call me back on. I gave her my work number, which she called. She asked for the number on the new SIM card that i picked up from the cingular store over the weekend. I turned off my phone, and while she confirmed the release of my number from Bellsouth, I swapped the new SIM card into the phone. She came back and asked me to test the phone's ability to make an outgoing phone call using the new SIM card, then went on hold to establish the ability to receive calls. (It's interesting to note that there was actually a few minutes that I could have called with my home number from my cell phone, but if the callee tried to call me back, the phone would have rung at the house.)
I called Rachel, but she didn't answer so I left a message. The phone worked, but I wanted to actually share the victory with a real voice, so I called my mom: What number shows up on your caller-ID? Oh, good! Wasn't that editorial I sent you really cool? ...chit-chat, chit-chat... oh the service rep is back on the other line, i have to go. Bye.
The service rep then put me on hold and called my cell phone to test the ability to receive incoming calls. So for a few seconds I was simultaneously talking to and on hold with the same person.
So my cellphone now has our good old home number on it. So feel free to call me at home; my ghost virtually haunts the house, glad to answer the phone should it ring.
