3:00 A.M. eternal
"...yeah."
"Jeff?"
"No."
"Who is this?"
"You're the one calling me at 3 a.m., lady, who the hell is this?"
"Is Jeff there?"
"THERE'S NO JEFF HERE."
"...I guess I have the wrong number."
"I GUESS YOU DO. Don't call here again."
It should also be noted that apparently she called here -- listed as private number -- at 7:00 and 11:30 the night previous and again at 1:30 and 1:33 that day. To show up as "private number" on my display, you need to be calling from a 1980s-era analog cell phone or have *67'd your number. All of which leaves me to wonder what the fuck "Jeff" did and why this woman felt that 3:00 a.m. on a Wednesday night was the optimal time to try and reach him.
Moral of the story: If you must, must dial someone at 3:00 a.m. -- booty call or otherwise -- make sure you've got the GODDAMN NUMBER RIGHT.
"Jeff?"
"No."
"Who is this?"
"You're the one calling me at 3 a.m., lady, who the hell is this?"
"Is Jeff there?"
"THERE'S NO JEFF HERE."
"...I guess I have the wrong number."
"I GUESS YOU DO. Don't call here again."
It should also be noted that apparently she called here -- listed as private number -- at 7:00 and 11:30 the night previous and again at 1:30 and 1:33 that day. To show up as "private number" on my display, you need to be calling from a 1980s-era analog cell phone or have *67'd your number. All of which leaves me to wonder what the fuck "Jeff" did and why this woman felt that 3:00 a.m. on a Wednesday night was the optimal time to try and reach him.
Moral of the story: If you must, must dial someone at 3:00 a.m. -- booty call or otherwise -- make sure you've got the GODDAMN NUMBER RIGHT.