Unsolved mysteries. . .solved

Shortly after we moved to Phoenix, Adam and I got new cell phone numbers. We received numbers with the Scottsdale area code, 480. Shortly after that I started receiving weird messages from this girl named Charlee. I didn't know if she was slightly confused or if I was. My message clearly stated that anyone calling had reached the voicemail of Michelle Cain. Here's how some of the meassges on my voicemail went:

#1: Hi Michelle! It's Charlee. I wanted you to know I found those black pants you were looking for down in a shopping center on McClintock. Ok, talk to you later" (WHO IS CHARLEE? I'M NOT LOOKING FOR BLACK PANTS)

#2: MICHELLE! We are so sorry! We know you are already at the club and we wanted you to know that we are stuck in traffic. We will see you in about 20 minutes. I promise we didn't forget you. (I AM NOT A CLUB TYPE PERSON NOR WAS I AT A CLUB WHEN YOU CALLED)

#3: Hey Michelle. We are going to get together at AZ on the Rocks tonight at 7. Hope you can join us! (THOUGHT ABOUT JOINING THEM. . .I DO ENJOY CLIMBING WALLS)

At this point I programmed Charlee into my phone. Sometimes I debated answering but really I was curious how long this would go on. How many times would the person she intended to reach miss out or argue that her friend Charlee hadn't called? This went on for a better part of a year and then the phone calls stopped. I still kept Charlee in my phone. Thought it may be fun to tell her where we were going and see if she would show.

Well, the mystery resurfaced this past weekend. I was in charge of our women's retreat at church. I was making and receiving numerous phone calls Thursday night and Friday morning about maps, directions, carpools, etc. etc. etc. My friend, Tracy had called because she was going to drive up with a bunch of ladies in the church van but her sweet baby boy was sick and she was looking for a later ride. She and I called each other a couple times and then she said she would call me once she got a ride. Our phone calls had been pretty frequant in a short amount of time so I thought it funny when 20-30 minutes had passed. She called and this is what she had to share:

Tracy: "Michelle??? It's Tracy."
Me: "Hey Tracy! How are you?!"
Tracy: "You are never going to believe this. Your phone number is 330-19## right?"
Me: "Yup."
Tracy: "Well, I have your number in my phone without the area code. After I found a ride I just figured it would be easier to text message you. I think I just assumed because of where you live that you would have a 602 number. So, I sent you a text."

Here is how the texting conversation went:
Tracy: "Riding up with Gail at 2:30"
Michelle: "Who is this?"
Tracy: "Tracy."
Michelle: "WHO?"
Tracy: "Tracy C*****"
Michelle: "And who is Gail?"

Tracy, then thinking I am playing a joke on her, picks up the phone and call 602-330-19**:
Tracy: "Michelle, It's Tracy.
Michelle: Hi!
Tracy: "I've been text messaging you."
Michelle: "I know, I don't know who you are!"

So that's when Tracy called me at 480-330-19**. Michelle and I apparently have the same cell phone number, just different area codes. I had suspected this early on but Tracy confirmed our suspicions in a slightly embarrasing but hilarious way.