The Slice: The Slice: Is this the party to whom I am speaking?

Slice readers told about wrong-number calls.

“The weirdest message I’ve ever received was from a woman requesting my services as a clown,” wrote Kathryn Smith. “And though I can sometimes tell a good joke, I am not now, nor have I ever been a clown in the face paint and juggling sense.”

Kathryn called the woman back and informed her of the mistake.

A friend later suggested she should have accepted the job. “Who knows, maybe I missed my calling.”

Mike Vlahovich used to get wrong-number calls from an Idaho prison. “No, it wasn’t a relative.”

Diana Lynn Rehn’s number is similar to the number at a local golf course. Many times over the years her family has gotten calls from golfers wanting to arrange a tee time.

Apparently callers often pay no attention to personalized “leave a message” greetings.

Janice Carruthers gets voice messages from callers across the country regarding meat orders.

Jeanette Cunningham gets calls from people wanting to refill prescriptions.

Callers unintentionally phoning John Michler hear “You have reached John and Leslie …”

But some, still believing they have reached a Spokane TV station, go right ahead and leave suggestions and complaints about news stories. “At all hours of the day and night.”

About a year ago, Lisa Hussey got a phone message from a woman at an insurance company. The caller, attempting to reach a certain gentleman, said, yes, they would replace his lost teeth.

Good to know.

Slice answer: “I remember exactly when I stopped caring about the sight of an unoccupied, parked car with its lights on,” wrote Joan Nolan of Spokane Valley. “Years ago, in a parking lot, I saw a driver leaving his car with the lights on. I called out to him to let him know. He responded that he knew they were on and that they would turn off automatically but he did so with an arrogant, demeaning, MYOB attitude. From then on I figure that car lights will go out automatically or when the battery is dead.”

Dancing in the kitchen: Megan Cuilla said she does all the time. “But I don’t stop there. I sing, too. Unfortunately, I don’t do either well. One time I was belting out a Whitney Houston favorite when my husband rushed into the kitchen. I apparently sounded like an injured animal and he thought I was hurt.”

Today’s Slice question: Is Bill Belichick your social media role model?