I’m fighting a chest cold. I really tired and my voice sounds like I’ve been smoking three packs a day for the last 20 years. So, perhaps I wasn’t in the best mood when I received a phone call at 5:36 this morning. Yes, my phone rang at 5:36 a.m., waking me, my daughter (who was sleeping next to me), and the dog up.
Me: Hello?
Asshole Caller: Yeah . . is,sdff sd;aspi wetheere serhsa there?
Me: What?
Asshole Caller: Yeah . . . this Shorty’s number?
Me: NO.
Asshole Caller: Oh. Sorry.
I snapped the phone closed, said a few swear words under my breath and put my head back down. The phone rings again.
Me: HELLO.
Asshole Caller: Yeah . . . this Shorty’s number?
Me: NO. Same number.
Asshole Caller: This ain’t Shorty’s number?
Me: NO!
Asshole Caller: Oh. Sorry.
I snapped the phone closed again and said a few swear words out loud. My daughter, who does not like to be awakened AT ALL, starts to whine and groan. I tell her to go back to sleep before all cranky hell breaks lose. We are almost back to sleep when . . . the phone rings AGAIN.
Me: HELLO??!!??
Asshole Caller: Yeah . . . this Shorty’s number?
Me: Yeah . . . here you go.
I put the phone up to my daughter’s face and say, "Here . . . someone wants to talk to you. Talk to them." I have fully anticipated the long screechy, wailing, whiny, scream that will come out of her mouth.
Daughter: NOOOOOOOOO!!!! I DON’T WAAAAANNNNNAAAAA TALK ON THE PHONE! NOOOOOOOOO!
Asshole caller hung up. And never called back.
Behold . . . the power of a crabby three year old.
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Reminds me of the Movie "Amazon Women on the Moon" when Arsenio Hall yells "there ain't no damn Thelma here"
Tom
I love that crabby 3-year-old!
I like your style!
How does anyone call the wrong number three times in a row? That's such bullshit.
http://www.pjstar.com/homepage/x1098990736/Brothers-subdue-robber
Maybe he wanted Montel. I think I know where you can refer him to call next time.
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