For a good time, call Z

My phone number was mistakenly printed in the current issue of the local free weekly newspaper as the contact for the City Parks and Recreation Office. I’ve been getting calls about the 2007 Easter Egg Hunt. I made the last two callers laugh when I asked them if they knew any single guys between 30 and 40 and available for a date next week.

This isn’t a first: over the years I’ve been called about meditation classes and Japanese flower arranging, among other things. The problem has finally been corrected, and the woman at the newspaper tried to console me by saying it was a good thing my number wasn’t listed under Dial-A-Prayer or “For a good time, call . . .”