This story about people keeping non-geographically appropriate area codes has been in my drafts folder forever. Here's a snippet of the article:
Michele Gordon, 26, purchased her 662 cellphone shortly before graduating from Mississippi State University. Now a Senate committee staffer, Ms. Gordon may fit the cord-cutter profile, but she can't seem to cut the ties to her alma mater."I know that I'll probably never move back to Mississippi," Ms. Gordon said. "But I loved my time there. I guess in some strange way it is holding on to a little bit of Mississippi."
Samantha Test, 27, is the proud owner of the Cadillac of area codes, San Francisco's 415. Like its East Coast rival, New York's 917, it is has enormous cachet.
Humans are odd creatures. We put so much significance into these random numbers, and even I, dear readers, am not above it. I remember when they introduced the 917 area code to NYC (the one that has so much cachet now). I wasn't a fan of it at all. I'm a 212'er (well, technically I am a 215'er now, and when I was living in NY I was a 914'er but that is neither here nor there) and when I moved to Philly I thought about keeping my 914 cell phone number, but I canceled my cell service as soon as I figured out work would get me one (I no likey cell phones in general, to me they are mobile devices that just remind me of how many calls I am not getting).
Here's a list of all the area codes that I have lived in (I'm assuming 718 since I was born in the Bronx, but only my mom knows for sure) in chronological order:
- 718 (the Bronx)
- 914 (Yonkers)
- 610 (Bethlehem, PA)
- 215 (Philadelphia)
