Thursday, April 28, 2011

German History

Some poor German guy's been calling me all day. He has the wrong number but doesn't speak English very well. When I answer the phone I speak in a clear voice and enunciate everything: "You have the wrong phone number." I tried to explain it to him a couple times but he just kept calling. I think he was listening to my mumbled voicemail message over and over trying to figure out what I was saying and why he was having a hard time reaching his intended party. At least I hope he has the wrong number. There's the outside chance that he's trying to reach me because some long-lost relative left me millions of dollars when he died, but that's hardly likely.

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