I was calling the radio station to win some free stuff which was a romantic evening for two at the Hollywood bowl complete with a cheesebasket and a bottle of wine, but my phone has this problem where it doesn’t hang up unless you unplug it. When I write my autobiography the chapter heading for this period will be Broken but Functional. So I was hitting redial and getting the busy signal and hanging up and pulling the cord out and sticking it back in and hitting redial again kind of getting into the groove. Chuggity-chug-doot-click. Then it started ringing and I got super excited but an answering machine picked up and a voice said, This is Ronny – Please leave a message at the tone. So I hung up, I guess that ol’ phone got kind of confused with all that clicking and clacking and dialed the wrong dude. But then a minute later it rang and the dude is like, “Did you just call me?” so I said, “No!” and hung up. I thought that was pretty funny but then the phone rang again and the dude is like, “I know you just called me, I’ve got caller ID!” so I said, “I’m afraid you are mistaken. You must be insane.” and hung up again. So the phone rings again and the guy is demanding, “Who is this!?” so I said, “Do you want to know who I am, Ronny? Do you? I’m your worst nightmare!” and he hasn’t called back.
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