I was awakened this morning by the phone. Because it was a number I didn't know I didn't answer, but when the person started leaving a message for her son that sounded fairly important on my machine I picked up and told her it was a wrong number. She demanded, in a voice that sounded like I was lying and how dare I, to know who I was. I simply repeated "well, not your son, I'm sorry", and she banged her phone down in my ear.
I may be manic, but even I know not to go off on someone at the other end when I dial wrong...
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