Drunk Dialed
Nov. 22nd, 2006 10:49 amMy phone just rang, and the caller ID said "Fingers." Fingers is a caddy friend of mine, who I know to be in Hawaii right now. The only time he's ever called me was when I was giving him a ride to Ocean City and he needed to line everything up. Needless to say, I was a little surprised to see him on my caller ID. Here's how it went:
Me: Hello?
Fingers: Guess who you're talking to!
Me: Fingers - I have caller ID you know.
Fingers: Wait, who am I talking to?
Me: Meg...you called me...
Fingers: You never call me Fingers!
Me: I sometimes call you Alan. I almost always call you Fingers.
Fingers: You call me Crank, don't you?
Me: No, I call your brother Crank.
Fingers: Huh? Who is this?
Me: Still Meg.
Fingers: Oh, shit, I called the wrong Meg. I have three of you in my phone book. I dialed Meg comma Ahren, not Meg comma Green. (I'm pretty sure he got the comma thing backwards. I ignored it.)
Me: I'm in there with the last name Ahren?
Fingers: I forgot your real last name. And you're always with Ahren. Your last name could be Ahren.
Me: Isn't it 5:30 in the morning there?
Fingers: Yeah. Wait, so it's 10:30 where you are? I hope I didn't wake you.
Me: No dude it's cool. I've been at work for three hours already. So are you the last one standing from the evening's festivities?
Fingers: I'm DRUNK!
Me: Well, I hope you're having a good time.
Fingers: I'm in fucking Hawaii. I don't give a shit. I'm getting fucking drunk!
Me: Okay, well, take care of yourself. Tell everyone I said hi.
Fingers: Yeah, I'm not gonna remember that. Who am I talking to again?
Me: Meg. Comma Ahren. Take it easy, kid.
Fingers: Yeah, you too. Bye!
This is the first drunk dial I've gotten in a long time. It was fun. I hope Fingers survives the rest of the tournament. Only five more days.
Peace.
Me: Hello?
Fingers: Guess who you're talking to!
Me: Fingers - I have caller ID you know.
Fingers: Wait, who am I talking to?
Me: Meg...you called me...
Fingers: You never call me Fingers!
Me: I sometimes call you Alan. I almost always call you Fingers.
Fingers: You call me Crank, don't you?
Me: No, I call your brother Crank.
Fingers: Huh? Who is this?
Me: Still Meg.
Fingers: Oh, shit, I called the wrong Meg. I have three of you in my phone book. I dialed Meg comma Ahren, not Meg comma Green. (I'm pretty sure he got the comma thing backwards. I ignored it.)
Me: I'm in there with the last name Ahren?
Fingers: I forgot your real last name. And you're always with Ahren. Your last name could be Ahren.
Me: Isn't it 5:30 in the morning there?
Fingers: Yeah. Wait, so it's 10:30 where you are? I hope I didn't wake you.
Me: No dude it's cool. I've been at work for three hours already. So are you the last one standing from the evening's festivities?
Fingers: I'm DRUNK!
Me: Well, I hope you're having a good time.
Fingers: I'm in fucking Hawaii. I don't give a shit. I'm getting fucking drunk!
Me: Okay, well, take care of yourself. Tell everyone I said hi.
Fingers: Yeah, I'm not gonna remember that. Who am I talking to again?
Me: Meg. Comma Ahren. Take it easy, kid.
Fingers: Yeah, you too. Bye!
This is the first drunk dial I've gotten in a long time. It was fun. I hope Fingers survives the rest of the tournament. Only five more days.
Peace.
now THAT
Date: 2006-11-22 07:05 pm (UTC)sad, though that your friend doesn't have you listed as your own individual person and linked with ahren, but whatever works, right? at least he remembered you when you talked to him, eh?
Re: now THAT
Date: 2006-11-22 07:18 pm (UTC)