No. 333

You know that my telephone number ends in “333”—it’s a number with esoteric significance; it was assigned to me—I didn’t choose it, that’s why it works.

The way it works is that nobody calls me.

—Ah, we’re so sorry to hear that, please, let us be your friends if you’re alone.

No, you don’t understand—the reason nobody calls me is because they think as you do. They think that when I say “nobody calls” I mean that I need attention—and you should feel sorry for me.

It is because you think that way that you will never dial the number that, once dialled, will solve everything.