This happened around April 2004. I was a college sophomore and 20M. I was hanging out in my dorm on a Friday night doing some homework. I was in an awkward spot as I was moving into an apartment that summer and would look for a job in town. I was well past the initial freshman culture shock but still very much a college student. My roommate had moved out first semester and I didn’t know anyone doing anything that night.
The dorms all had complimentary phones with the last four digits running sequentially across the dorms and you only had to dial the last four to call someone else in the dorms. This was during a time when most had cell phones but we were still used to landlines and since they were convenient to use to call other dorm residents and would preserve minutes on cell plans (actually a thing then) they were usually used for in dorm calls. (I wanted to sharely partially because this story couldn’t happen today with everyone in a college dorm using cell phones with different area codes.)
Anyway I got a call from a girl.
“Is Steve there?”