That was just weird.
I'm waiting on a phone call from my friend Shelley to see if we're going to go snowboarding tomorrow (it's not looking good in my mind, because she's not calling back and also tomorrow is a holiday and watch, the mountain's closed), so my phone is in my pocket. A few moments ago, it rang.
"You have a call from (unintelligble male voice, speaking for less than one second)". The message repeated twice. Then the automated voice says, "Do you accept this call? If so, it will be at a rate of $9.99 for the first 20 minutes. To accept this call, press 1 on your phone. If you do not accept, please hang up". So I hung up. But I looked at it, and it was a 561 number not stored in my phone.
I have a word document (okay, it's an excel sheet, don't judge) of everyone's phone #s from when I got my new phone and the old one didn't transfer them over and I realized 'hey, I might want to have that stuff written down somewhere in case my phone ever craps out and I need a phone number'. Then I used my Master's Degree and said, 'why don't I check that since I never put all the #s into the new phone?'. So I did.
I knew instantly that 561 was a Florida area code (weird tidbits like that stick with me: area codes, zips, birthdays...), and when I looked at them, they were indeed Floridian friends' numbers that showed up. Unfortunately, this particular 561 phone number wasn't one I knew.
Then, very briefly, I said, "oo! Ryan lives in Florida! Maybe it was Ryan!".
Ignore the fact that Ryan lives in Miami, which is not in that area code. Neglect for a minute the fact that Ryan and I stopped communicating in...August. Also neglect for a minute that we never exchanged phone numbers, and though we're friends on facebook, I don't list my number on there so he didn't randomly write it down.
If you DON'T neglect all that, you might be with me at the right level of disappointment when I realized 'hey, that wasn't Ryan calling me (collect) to talk'. Yeah. Sucked.
::sighs::
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