Showing posts with label police. Show all posts
Showing posts with label police. Show all posts
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Monday, December 12, 2005
I'm calling the police.
I talked with Thérèse for the first time yesterday. The circumstances were...unusual. Then again, if I hold them up against my other usual day to day occurrences than our first conversation was completely natural.
'rez has a new answering machine message which is very funny. She writes about it here. We were talking over MSN and she told me to call her house to hear the anwering machine. I thought it would be fun, so I disconnected from the internet to use my phone and gave her a call.
In order for the rest of this post to make any sense, you really must visit Thérèse's blog and read what her answering machine says.
You're not listening to me. OK, I'll copy and paste it here.
********************
Hi.(long pause)
You've reached [our phone number]. Don't leave us a long message cause whoever's checking the messages prolly has to pee.
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Well, I call up Thérèse's house and wait for the message to pick up.
(message) Hello?
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) Hello?
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) *long pause*
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) I can hear you.
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) If you ever call this house again I'm going to call the police.
(me) In my head, I say to myself "this is really good stuff, albiet a little hostile. Why didn't 'rez write this all down in her blog post? Maybe it was a quick post, like, she didn't have the time to write all the details, but she captured the essance of the answering machine message at least to give her blog readers a smile and good cheer!"
(message) Maybe I should call the police right now. *click*
(me) *waiting for the beep to leave the message)
(phone) beep, beep, beep, beep (obviously disconnected)
(me) SHIT!
This lead to me calling 'rez at work in a panic, and having our first conversation ever. I can't wait to go to school with you 'rezzie! If our first phone call ever is any indication of what the rest of our lives will be like together, the forcast reads confused, illegal, and hilarious!
Well, I call up Thérèse's house and wait for the message to pick up.
(message) Hello?
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) Hello?
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) *long pause*
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) I can hear you.
(me) *Muffled laughing, heavy breathing.*
(message) If you ever call this house again I'm going to call the police.
(me) In my head, I say to myself "this is really good stuff, albiet a little hostile. Why didn't 'rez write this all down in her blog post? Maybe it was a quick post, like, she didn't have the time to write all the details, but she captured the essance of the answering machine message at least to give her blog readers a smile and good cheer!"
(message) Maybe I should call the police right now. *click*
(me) *waiting for the beep to leave the message)
(phone) beep, beep, beep, beep (obviously disconnected)
(me) SHIT!
This lead to me calling 'rez at work in a panic, and having our first conversation ever. I can't wait to go to school with you 'rezzie! If our first phone call ever is any indication of what the rest of our lives will be like together, the forcast reads confused, illegal, and hilarious!
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