Not Lannigans, but an old memory...
I was remembering a retarded moment from the 8th grade today. I had one of those ex-boyfriends who I couldn’t leave alone. You know, even though you’re broken up, you haven’t moved on from it? You still talk to him on the phone everyday like you’re together, still fight like you’re together, still annoy each other like you’re together? His name was Jason. Jason Nicholas Flores. The bane of my freaking existence. I didn’t get over that boy until I was seventeen, and that was only because I’d gotten a new boyfriend I'd fallen in love with. (who ended up being the guy I was with for the next four years and ended up giving me more than half the issues I’m still dealing with today...I just can’t win with these boys, can I?) To this day, I can’t even tell you WHY I couldn’t get over him. We had never so much as made out when we were together. We were that shy with each other. It wasn’t like we had any thought provoking, deep, insightful confession-like conversations, either. I didn’t even like him in the beginning. He was freaking annoying. But then one day, at my best friend’s house, he hung out with us because my best friend was dating his best friend, and he cracked me up the entire day. And what I didn’t know about me then was, I am a sucker for a guy who can make me laugh. I wish I’d realized that sooner, so I could have stayed out of his ‘being able to make me laugh’ distance, because dang it if that boy didn’t drive me insane.
That boy ended up being my escort for my Sweet Sixteen. And that was another drama in itself.
So, anyway, I just got a wrong phone call. They were asking for Lannigans. I told them they had the wrong number, and they asked if they hadn’t just dialed 8529? And I said, ‘No, it was 8526.’ And just like that, I was fourteen years old again, in my old room, getting a phone call similar to that one.
“Is Anthony there?” they’d asked me.
“No, sorry, you have the wrong phone number.”
And right when I was going to hang up, they asked me, “Are you sure?”
“Uh...yeah. Sorry.”
“This isn’t 289-5424?”
And I remembered being like, What the heck??? It was my private line, and I can’t remember it off the top of my head anymore, but it was something like 994-????. WAY off from 289. But my ex lived in the part of Corpus where the phone numbers were listed as 289. And I remembered the guy asking me again if I wasn’t sure that the phone number wasn’t 289-5424. And I told him I was preeeetty sure. So I hung up.
Then I got another phone call from an old lady asking for Jason’s mom. And then I was really confused, and said she had the wrong phone number, and hung up. Naturally, being a confused fourteen year old, I called my best friend to tell her my wacky story.
She reminded me of a time that Jason had forwarded his phone number to mine to drive me nuts with a bunch of phone calls from his friends and the girls who would call him. And then we realized what the nerd had done. His mom had just had their phone number changed the day before, but instead of just calling to tell me he’d like me to have it, he forwarded his phone number and had one of his friends call to spell it out for me. That’s how junior high we were. I guess it’s a good thing we were in junior high, huh?
All of that because of a guy who was looking for Lannigan’s and accidently got me.
That boy ended up being my escort for my Sweet Sixteen. And that was another drama in itself.
So, anyway, I just got a wrong phone call. They were asking for Lannigans. I told them they had the wrong number, and they asked if they hadn’t just dialed 8529? And I said, ‘No, it was 8526.’ And just like that, I was fourteen years old again, in my old room, getting a phone call similar to that one.
“Is Anthony there?” they’d asked me.
“No, sorry, you have the wrong phone number.”
And right when I was going to hang up, they asked me, “Are you sure?”
“Uh...yeah. Sorry.”
“This isn’t 289-5424?”
And I remembered being like, What the heck??? It was my private line, and I can’t remember it off the top of my head anymore, but it was something like 994-????. WAY off from 289. But my ex lived in the part of Corpus where the phone numbers were listed as 289. And I remembered the guy asking me again if I wasn’t sure that the phone number wasn’t 289-5424. And I told him I was preeeetty sure. So I hung up.
Then I got another phone call from an old lady asking for Jason’s mom. And then I was really confused, and said she had the wrong phone number, and hung up. Naturally, being a confused fourteen year old, I called my best friend to tell her my wacky story.
She reminded me of a time that Jason had forwarded his phone number to mine to drive me nuts with a bunch of phone calls from his friends and the girls who would call him. And then we realized what the nerd had done. His mom had just had their phone number changed the day before, but instead of just calling to tell me he’d like me to have it, he forwarded his phone number and had one of his friends call to spell it out for me. That’s how junior high we were. I guess it’s a good thing we were in junior high, huh?
All of that because of a guy who was looking for Lannigan’s and accidently got me.