So, my phone rings...
Feb. 8th, 2006 12:47My cellphone rings. There are only three people on the planet that ever call me on my cell during the workday, and I know all their numbers. This morning, I didn't recognize the number. I pick up.
"This is William."
"Oh." Pause. A woman's voice. "Not Charlie, I guess."
"Not today, no."
"Sorry. Wrong number."
"Right-o."
Click. Next time, things'll be a little different.
I pick up.
"0895, receiving encrypted. Go ahead on green."
"Oh." Pause. A woman's voice. "Not Charlie, I guess."
Pause. In a tight, tense voice: "Holy shit, somebody got through. MIKE! Take two men, lock the signal, go find her, take care of it!!!"
Click.
Soon. Yes, very soon.
"This is William."
"Oh." Pause. A woman's voice. "Not Charlie, I guess."
"Not today, no."
"Sorry. Wrong number."
"Right-o."
Click. Next time, things'll be a little different.
I pick up.
"0895, receiving encrypted. Go ahead on green."
"Oh." Pause. A woman's voice. "Not Charlie, I guess."
Pause. In a tight, tense voice: "Holy shit, somebody got through. MIKE! Take two men, lock the signal, go find her, take care of it!!!"
Click.
Soon. Yes, very soon.
Funny!
Date: 2006-02-08 19:34 (UTC)Re: Funny!
Date: 2006-02-08 19:58 (UTC)"Hello. Is Bob there?"
"I'm sorry, haven't you heard? Bob passed last Tuesday. The service was lovely, though."
Re: Funny!
Date: 2006-02-08 20:10 (UTC)In the grand tradition of British kids being interviewed on the radio ("And where is your mommy?" "Oh, she's been blown to bits.") I answered, "Oh, yeah, he died."
Silence for almost a full minute. I don't even remember her response, but the phone call ended shortly thereafter. And I mowed her lawn for three more years after that.
Re: Funny!
Date: 2006-02-08 20:13 (UTC)Re: Funny!
Date: 2006-02-08 22:55 (UTC)Re: Funny!
Date: 2006-02-09 16:37 (UTC)