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I'm at work yesterday readying myself for a dive into the pickle bucket when I hear a "be the ninth or tenth caller" shout-out on the radio. Do I know what it's for? No. But I hop over to the phone anyway, simply because I have a knack for winning radio contests. H. walks in.
H: Hey, I need the phone, gotta call upstairs and let Mike know he's gotta drive the order out.
Me: One sec, I'm calling 94.7. *dumb grin, gets busy signal, tries again* Busy again.
H.: Dude, I gotta call...
Me: *hears the call going through* Ooh, it's ringing. Doot doot doot.
H.: What, did they answer?
Me: Not yet--*stops as the other end picks up*
Radio guy: 94.7, how're you doin' today?
Me: Oh, good.
Radio guy: Well, you're our ninth caller! How about that?
Me: Awesome!
Radio guy: Yea! Just hold on the line, we'll be back to get your information, 'k?
Me: Okay!
H.: *leaning in* Wait, did you win?
Me: Yup! *looks up, sees boss M. coming* Aw shit...
M.: *waves hand at me* Who're you talking to?
H.: The radio station, she just won something!
M.: *eyeroll* So she's using my phone to call...
Me: *blushing and I know it, wanders into bread room to give info, thinking, 'crap, I stepped in it.'
Swear to Christ, he never EVER shows up when I'm in saving-the-day mode. It's ALWAYS gotta be catching me doing something dumb. He acted mad when he really wasn't. It turned out I won two tickets to see Rachel Yamagata at Mohegan Sun casino in CT. Never heard of her, but she seems good. I'm not one for concerts, but hell, playing a slot or two could offer some fun if we (H. and I, I figured since she had to put up with me in that two-minute-calling, I should ask her first, lol) don't wanna go to the concert itself. Since M. is a regular there, H. suggested we ask him if we can use any points he's collected to get a room and stay the night. I'm all, "YEA, he'd do that... NOT." LOL. Silliest bit? H. had been outside on her phone, playing 'Words With Friends' on facebook with the OTHER radio station we sometimes listen to's DJ before walking in on me and my winning. LOLOL.
So yea, I win radio contests at a con-stant. I won not too long ago, but it was a stupid $20 gift certificate for a garden shop, when I'd thought it was for a restaurant. Before that was Rock 102's beer fest and I didn't even go. Lol. Before THAT, I'd come so fucking close to getting on 102's 'Bailout' sweepstakes, which woulda put me in for a possible $10k. It was for the 9th caller... I was the 8th. I cried, for realz.
ION, sorry if I've been distant. My brain and body's been in a muddle--don't feel like dwelling on it, really. I'd rather go back to my Zekezan!tale, sitting in wait for me to work on. :D Love you guys. :)
H: Hey, I need the phone, gotta call upstairs and let Mike know he's gotta drive the order out.
Me: One sec, I'm calling 94.7. *dumb grin, gets busy signal, tries again* Busy again.
H.: Dude, I gotta call...
Me: *hears the call going through* Ooh, it's ringing. Doot doot doot.
H.: What, did they answer?
Me: Not yet--*stops as the other end picks up*
Radio guy: 94.7, how're you doin' today?
Me: Oh, good.
Radio guy: Well, you're our ninth caller! How about that?
Me: Awesome!
Radio guy: Yea! Just hold on the line, we'll be back to get your information, 'k?
Me: Okay!
H.: *leaning in* Wait, did you win?
Me: Yup! *looks up, sees boss M. coming* Aw shit...
M.: *waves hand at me* Who're you talking to?
H.: The radio station, she just won something!
M.: *eyeroll* So she's using my phone to call...
Me: *blushing and I know it, wanders into bread room to give info, thinking, 'crap, I stepped in it.'
Swear to Christ, he never EVER shows up when I'm in saving-the-day mode. It's ALWAYS gotta be catching me doing something dumb. He acted mad when he really wasn't. It turned out I won two tickets to see Rachel Yamagata at Mohegan Sun casino in CT. Never heard of her, but she seems good. I'm not one for concerts, but hell, playing a slot or two could offer some fun if we (H. and I, I figured since she had to put up with me in that two-minute-calling, I should ask her first, lol) don't wanna go to the concert itself. Since M. is a regular there, H. suggested we ask him if we can use any points he's collected to get a room and stay the night. I'm all, "YEA, he'd do that... NOT." LOL. Silliest bit? H. had been outside on her phone, playing 'Words With Friends' on facebook with the OTHER radio station we sometimes listen to's DJ before walking in on me and my winning. LOLOL.
So yea, I win radio contests at a con-stant. I won not too long ago, but it was a stupid $20 gift certificate for a garden shop, when I'd thought it was for a restaurant. Before that was Rock 102's beer fest and I didn't even go. Lol. Before THAT, I'd come so fucking close to getting on 102's 'Bailout' sweepstakes, which woulda put me in for a possible $10k. It was for the 9th caller... I was the 8th. I cried, for realz.
ION, sorry if I've been distant. My brain and body's been in a muddle--don't feel like dwelling on it, really. I'd rather go back to my Zekezan!tale, sitting in wait for me to work on. :D Love you guys. :)