"The Hotline Scene"

As of this writing, I have been asked for my phone number a grand total of three times. Many girls find such occasions flattering—exhilarating, even—but to someone who spent four years at an all-girls high school, a strange male asking for something so personal can feel unfamiliar, even terrifying. Prank numbers like the Rejection Hotline—an automated message listing reasons why a caller may be undesirable to the intended callee—are saviors for girls like me who panic at the first sign that someone is planning to follow up on any flirtatious conversation. My experiences might have traumatized me less had I simply taken the time to memorize this number well enough to give it out as my own.