So Im on call this weekend, right, and Im in the garage doin some kinda guy thing. I hear the phone ring in the kitchen all the way on the other side of the house. Im waiting for someone to pick up, but no one does. It rings, like, 10 times. Im thinking, naturally, oh, someone must be having a stroke ! I better run in ! I fly through the family room and jump up these 3 stairs which lead to the study. I fall on the carpet. The cat screeches and tears ass. The dog jumps up and barks, cause he doesnt know what the heck is going on. I lunge for the phone and this lady, who I dont know, says, Shirley ?. Now Im aggravated, for a number of reasons, but I figure, hey, let me have some fun with this situation. I deadpanned, as serious as Leslie Nielson in Airplane, as serious could be, No, this is Phil. And dont ever call me Shirley. To get what happened next you have to understand that people have always told me I sound like a girl on the phone. So this lady is thinking Im her friend, Shirley, and that Im trying to psych soup her. I can almost see her pull the phone away and look at it, confused. Then she says to me ----------- AGAIN ------------- Shirley ?!!!!!!!!!. Alright, now I go in for the kill. I go right for the jugular and I say, in mock anger I thought I told you never to call me Shirley ! And what did you do !! You did it again !!! You just called me Shirley, for the second time !!!! This is PHIL !!!!! She laughed, said shes sorry, and hung up. Ya know, sometimes, I swear, I think someone out there is trying, desperately, to cast a crazy spell on me. But I keep fighting it. I dont know. Maybe I should just friggin give in and let it happen. I mean, sheeeeeesh !!! ........... https://m.youtube/watch?v=0A5t5_O8hdA
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 23:01:45 +0000
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