DH supplied the laugh I needed, albeit unwittingly.
I had three missed calls on my phone when I checked it on break. I scanned my student list for that number and didn't find it.
I called it back and did my usual spiel of:
This is Mrs. Diva from BlahBlah School were you trying to reach me or one of my students?
The confused gentleman replied that no he wasn't. But did I know anyone who worked for Pepsi? Yes, I replied, my husband.
"Well, ma'am, I was delivering Coke at the same store when the pepsi guy told me he lost his phone and asked me to call it so he could find it. This is the number he gave me."
"He gave you my number. Great. Well, thanks."
After I hung up, I texted dh:
Thx for giving my # to truckers, you pimp.