Wrong Number
Friday, January 12th, 2007 What a crazy world we live in. One day you wake up feeling at ease. Of course watching the news on TV of listening to the news on the radio makes one rethink that easy feeling. But my general feeling is that although this place isn’t perfect, my life isn’t really affected. So go on with my day. Thursday 11 January was not that typical kind of day. It started out differently than any other day. I was awakened by my mobile phone ringing. I didn’t recognize the number but I answered it. I said, “Hello?†there was a pause, and then a man began speaking Spanish…I don’t speak Spanish so I somewhat awkwardly got across the message that he had the wrong number. I hung up thinking nothing of it. This kind of thing happens sometimes. Long story short it happened all morning into the early afternoon. All of those calls were Spanish-speaking males. Then around 3:00 a male called but he spoke English. He said he was calling about the ad. I asked him what ad he was referring to. He said the ad about massages. OH GREAT I thought, this guy thinks I am a whore. I asked him where he saw this ad. He told me it was in a Spanish magazine, and then hung up. So I am like, beside my self…thinking about how all of the calls earlier in the day starting at 6:30 am…were for this ad for massage.
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