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.
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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