About 90 minutes ago, my cell phone rang. The unfamiliar area code made me wonder if maybe that trip to the Deal or No Deal casting call had paid off – hello fame and infamy! – so I answered the call with a very sophisticated sounding hello.
A young girl’s voice on the other end.
“Mommy?”
File that under Things I Certainly Don’t Need to Hear When I Answer the Phone for at Least a Few More Years. Also merits filing under Things That Would Make My Mother Extremely Happy.
My wife thinks I’m weird (for a multitude of reason) but whenever I get a wrong number call I try to strike up a conversation and play this game where I see how long I can keep the other person on the phone. You should try it. I’ve had some really odd conversations with some really odd people.