Ever get one of those calls?
Posted 11-29-2008 at 05:21 PM by jdpesz
I was not planning on posting this. But after thinking about it for awhile, I've decided that it was just funny enough that it should be shared.
Last night, about 9:00 or so, I was lying on the sofa watching TV. Dad was in the recliner next to the couch. Wife had gone to bed. My phone rings. Dad hands me the portable. I answer.
Me: "Hello?"
Lusty female voice: "Hi, whatchya doing?"
Me: "Trying to figure out who this is."
Her: "Oh, you know who it is."
(Obviously a wrong number. 9 PM Friday night? Go figure.)
Me: "No, actually, I don't."
Her: "What, you got so many girls calling you that you can't tell who this is?"
(Now understand, I've been married for 18+ years, and my wife and I have never compromised our vows, and we trust each other implicitly. I realize, however, that this could change if she were to walk into the room and find me on the phone with someone else's booty call. I know it would be wise to end this call quickly. Hanging up would be a feasable option.
But somehow, I can't pass up a chance to eff with this chick's head just a bit.)
Me: "Well, actually I don't have any girls calling me. And if I did, would it be any of your business?"
(Brief pause)
Her: "Are you being a bitch?"
Me: "No, I didn't think so."
Her: "So what are you doing?"
Me: "Trying to figure out who this is."
Her: "You know very well who this is."
Me: "No, actually I don't."
Her: "Do I have to tell you?"
Me: "If you don't, I'm going to hang up. I might even hang up anyway."
Her: *sigh* "This is _______." (you guess)
Me: "Okay, I still don't know you. Are you sure you dialed the right number?"
Her: "Well, I guess not, obviously. Isn't this _______?"
Me: "No. Sorry, but there's no one here by that name."
Her: "Sorry, dude."
Me: "No problem. Have a nice evening."
*Hang up*
The look on her face must have been priceless.
Last night, about 9:00 or so, I was lying on the sofa watching TV. Dad was in the recliner next to the couch. Wife had gone to bed. My phone rings. Dad hands me the portable. I answer.
Me: "Hello?"
Lusty female voice: "Hi, whatchya doing?"
Me: "Trying to figure out who this is."
Her: "Oh, you know who it is."
(Obviously a wrong number. 9 PM Friday night? Go figure.)
Me: "No, actually, I don't."
Her: "What, you got so many girls calling you that you can't tell who this is?"
(Now understand, I've been married for 18+ years, and my wife and I have never compromised our vows, and we trust each other implicitly. I realize, however, that this could change if she were to walk into the room and find me on the phone with someone else's booty call. I know it would be wise to end this call quickly. Hanging up would be a feasable option.
But somehow, I can't pass up a chance to eff with this chick's head just a bit.)
Me: "Well, actually I don't have any girls calling me. And if I did, would it be any of your business?"
(Brief pause)
Her: "Are you being a bitch?"
Me: "No, I didn't think so."
Her: "So what are you doing?"
Me: "Trying to figure out who this is."
Her: "You know very well who this is."
Me: "No, actually I don't."
Her: "Do I have to tell you?"
Me: "If you don't, I'm going to hang up. I might even hang up anyway."
Her: *sigh* "This is _______." (you guess)
Me: "Okay, I still don't know you. Are you sure you dialed the right number?"
Her: "Well, I guess not, obviously. Isn't this _______?"
Me: "No. Sorry, but there's no one here by that name."
Her: "Sorry, dude."
Me: "No problem. Have a nice evening."
*Hang up*
The look on her face must have been priceless.
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 | Ah, you should have played it out a little longer. Could have been some real fun! I remember when I was just a lad, I was visiting with a high school friend. We were sitting around his living room playing on the Nintendo when the phone rang. His much older brother was home also and got to the phone first. We heard him answer, "Hello." . . . "Yes, she's here. But she can't talk on the phone right now." . . . "Why? Because I got my [you-know-what] in her mouth. That's why." <<Click!!!>> He then turned, looked at us, and announced, "Wrong number!" We about died laughing! |
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| | Remember, my dad was in the living room at the time. I was a bit restricted. But if I had been alone, yeah, good times. In fact, what if my wife had come in? "Who's that with you?" "Just my wife. Oh, didn't I tell you I'm married? Sorry, shoulda mentioned that, I guess." Hoo-yeah! |
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| | I haven't, but I was hangin out with a guy in high school who answered the phone, and as a result of a dare, had a conversation kinda like this; "Joe's house of jizz, all the jizz is his. Can I take your order? ....... No grandma, you got the right number....."  |
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