She Gives Blondes A Bad Name

09Dec09

A couple of days ago I started getting phone calls from someone who’s cell number is basically the same as mine, only with the numbers reversed i.e. I’m 555-1234, she’s 555-1243. The first couple of times I answered, she would hang up on me, which let’s face it, is stupid because, HELLO, I can see the number you’re calling from.

Then I started getting calls late at night which I would discover the next morning since I silence my phone when I go to sleep. No voicemails explaining the calls, but ehh, I don’t have time to be ringing up strangers and asking why they’re calling me, so I just ignored it and hoped whoever it was would get tired of listening to my Slumdog Millionaire ringback tone. (By the way? One of my top 10 favorite movies. I totally want to marry Salim.)

Then I get a phone call this morning….

Me: “Hello?”

Phone Dummy: “Oh..umm..Hi! I’m sorry haha! I keep on trying to dial my voicemail but you’re not my voicemail are you? Haha!!”

(I’ll stop here and say that she called me at 10am and sounded drunk. And blonde. I dunno why, but I know she’s a blonde.)

Me: “No, I’m not. You’ve actually called me a couple of times already.” (And that little button on your phone with an envelope printed on it? Try push it and watch what happens. You may be surprised!)

Blonde Dummy: “Oh yeah…haha! Sorry about that! I got confused!” (No…really? I bet that happens a lot huh?)

Me: “No problem.” *Click*

One minute later…

*Ring Ring*

Me: “Sigh…you’re still calling me instead of your voicemail.”

Blonde Dummy: “Oh! What the heck am I doing here?! Haha! This is embarrassing!”

Me: “Have a good one.” (I will kill you)

She’s called twice more since then and every time I pick up, I simply say “Still not your voicemail” and she immediately hangs up. It’s only 10:54am. It’s gonna be a long day.