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1. A person called something vague like “The Man Himself”
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Almost certainly the name of a randomer you befriended on a night out and swore you’d be best mates with forever. But for the life of you, you can’t remember who it is and you don’t have the courage to text and ask.
Some things are just destined to remain a mystery.
2. The classic “First name” + “Nightclub” contact
@amyohconnor I once got a Happy Christmas text from a lad I'd saved as "Long Hair Whelan's".
Something like Cathal Workman’s or Clodagh Dicey’s.
This is a person you exchanged numbers with in the smoking area of a night club… and have not spoken to since. Although you might have accidentally arse-dialled them at some point…
3. A fella who delivered Domino’s to your house, like, once
Friday 8 November, 2024
Friday 8 November, 2024
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9 contacts every Irish person inexplicably has in their phonebook
1. A person called something vague like “The Man Himself”
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We couldn't find this Tweet
Almost certainly the name of a randomer you befriended on a night out and swore you’d be best mates with forever. But for the life of you, you can’t remember who it is and you don’t have the courage to text and ask.
Some things are just destined to remain a mystery.
2. The classic “First name” + “Nightclub” contact
Something like Cathal Workman’s or Clodagh Dicey’s.
This is a person you exchanged numbers with in the smoking area of a night club… and have not spoken to since. Although you might have accidentally arse-dialled them at some point…
3. A fella who delivered Domino’s to your house, like, once
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
4. At least 17 different Seans
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And so on.
5. A well-meaning acquaintance who you don’t know that well, but who gave you their number so you could “meet up at Electric Picnic”
“Oh, are you going to EP? C’mere, take my number and give me a text when you’re down there so we can meet up!
“Yeah, definitely!”
And of course you never do.
6. Don’t forget the lad you tried to buy a second-hand iPhone from on DoneDeal back in 2013
You didn’t even buy the iPhone in the end, but you still have “Mick Phone” saved in your contacts for some unknown reason.
A drunk text is inevitable.
7. And you could never delete the number of your old driving instructor
Sure, you might have passed your test years ago, but who knows when you might need some emergency driving instruction.
Then you’ll be glad you kept Brian’s number, won’t you?
8. A person that you haven’t seen since secondary school that causes you to be like, “How did you get in here?!”
…until you remember the time you accidentally synced your phone with your Facebook contacts.
You sometimes toy with texting Róisín, whom you haven’t seen since 2006, just for the laugh. “OMG! Long time, no see! How are you getting on, hun?!!”
But you’re bigger than that.
9. A contact called “R”
With the phone number 0000**#9273****.
This number was elegantly added to your phone either by (a) your arse or (b) your drunk self.
‘R’ may not be real, but ‘R’ lives in all our hearts.
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