And this happens! He got the wrong number and became my husband

And this happens! He got the wrong number and became my husband

Lucky chance can turn up at any moment. Even when you least expect it. The main thing is not to miss it in the daily bustle.

… It was in those distant times when universities were enrolled not on the basis of the scores obtained at the Unified State Examination, but on the basis of the results of entrance exams.

Therefore, after the school graduation, I sat down with textbooks: entrance examinations to the university loomed ahead. The syndrome of an excellent student plus the dream of studying at the law school —

is it any wonder that in a cognitive impulse I crammed days and nights away. It seemed to me that there was not a minute to lose: what if it wasn’t enough for me to be perfectly prepared for exams?

And this happens! He got the wrong number and became my husband

Therefore, that phone call caused nothing but annoyance. Well, who came up with the idea to ring at 8 in the morning?
«Good afternoon! — I was greeted by an intelligent youthful voice. Is this the admissions office?

«No, it’s a bath! I quipped. “Across the street is the locker room.”

«Sorry, I did not understand».

There was such sincere surprise in the caller’s voice that I immediately felt ashamed of my inappropriate witticism.

«Joke! I said conciliatory. And it doesn’t seem like a very good one. Don’t get angry, I didn’t mean to offend you, I’m just very tired. And you’ve got the wrong number.»

“Strange, I seemed to dial correctly,” and the young man gave a phone number.

And this happens! He got the wrong number and became my husband

“You made a mistake in the third digit. All the best!» I said and hung up.
The phone rang again three minutes later. On the other end of the wire was the same voice: “Oh, it’s you! Wow, I guessed the right number the first time!

«So what? I asked gloomily. “Why did you decide that I have the time and desire to communicate with you?”

“I don’t know,” my newfound admirer was confused. For some reason I wanted to hear from you again. I liked your voice.»

“The timbre of your voice is also nothing, only it does not mean anything — I have no time! I snapped. «Besides, I don’t make phone calls.»

«And how do you meet?» asked the owner of a pleasant timbre.

“Listen, what do you care about this? I was no longer a little angry. “You are taking me away from something important. You seem to have an excess of free time, but I don’t have it at all. ”

And this happens! He got the wrong number and became my husband

“Well, over time, it’s also stressful for me, I’m preparing for admission,” said my interlocutor. “I was going to take the documents, I called the selection committee, and here you are.”

“I’m not here,” I protested. — I mean, not there, that is, not in the selection committee. And, by the way, what university, if not a secret, did you decide to make happy with your admission?

“I hope your sarcasm is due to fatigue,” the young man laughed. “It’s no secret, of course, I want to be a lawyer.”

«Are you going to university?» I asked warily.

“To the university,” the young man confirmed. «I’m glad you showed interest in my plans.»

“I’m afraid your plans didn’t please me,” I sighed. “We seem to be rivals, because I also do it there.”

“Oh, how much we have in common! The young man was sincerely happy. “Have you delivered the documents yet?”

“Not yet,” I said. “I’m going to take it any day now.”

And this happens! He got the wrong number and became my husband

“Ready to accompany you,” the potential rival said happily. “By the way, this is a great opportunity to meet and finally get to know each other. You, as I understand it, do not get acquainted by phone. So when are we going to make the admission committee happy with our visit?”

… Since then, for two decades now, at the end of June, we have been celebrating the main family holiday — the day of acquaintance. We still met and together took the documents to the selection committee.

I liked Alyoshka at first sight, although I did not immediately admit it to myself. True, that year at the entrance exams he did not get half a point and with the autumn draft he went into the army.

After the demobilization, he nevertheless entered, and two years later we got married. Now we have everything in common with him: a house, children and memories, the most favorite of which is that phone call that so miraculously changed our lives.

And I don’t even want to think about how life would have turned out if my beloved hadn’t made a mistake with one digit on that June morning.