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Argus Agony
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So I'm sitting here on my throne of lies, as I do every night, eating a bowl of cereal before going to bed (or so I planned), to rest up for a full day of birfday shenanigans because I don't know if you've noticed but today is my birthday.
*awaits applause* So suddenly the phone rings. It's for me. There is no goddamn good reason for either of these occurrences to ever happen, much less for both to happen at the same time. Usually, that's the signal that someone in my family has suddenly died. So, bracing myself for Uncle Mike's suicide or some shit, I look at the caller ID. "Cell Phone NC" North Carolina. An old friend? But my friends aren't rude as fuck jackasses that make calls in the dead of night. Something is amiss! So, bracing myself for my friend Amy's suicide or some shit, I answer the phone. Suddenly I find myself spending the next couple minutes with some (I can only assume here) drunk chick forcing me to guess her identity. We graduated together? No goddamn way. I never would have figured that out, what with you calling from my home state. Oh, we're friends on facebook? Well, obviously, since a good deal of you fuckers looked me up on there and bugged the hell out of me over the reunion because I got elected to some phony baloney class office a decade ago on the slogan "Brewed by real hippies!" Who would have thought that three hundred 17 year olds don't have good collective judgment, amirite? Anyway, turns out it was some girl I had an english class with who then told me all about how she was traveling all over the country with her trucker boyfriend and started bugging me with questions about relationships and my sex life and all sorts of other shit I don't want to be talking about with some weirdass stranger in the middle of the night. I politely thank her for her call and wish her a good night before hanging up. The phone rings again. It's her, because two people calling me at this hour would just be odd. I am less polite this time. "FOUR. IN. THE. MORNING." *click* The phone rings again. I'd play some sarcastic fucking guessing game with all y'alls about who it possibly could be but let's just cut to the chase here: It's her. Fucking duhhhh. "WHAT." "I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday." "Thank you." "That's why I called." "Okay. Good night." *click* THE END. Thank you, good night, don't forget to tip your waitress. Also share some of your own stories about retards with no sense of common decency vis a vis calling you in the middle of the night.
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IIIIZAAAAYAAAAA KUUUUUN!
Join Date: Mar 2005
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Well holy shit! Happy Birthday, or something.
I do feel your pain to some extent. I've had addicts knocking on my door at that hour to try and offload (most likely stolen) mp3 players and such.
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Derrrrrrrrrrrrrp.
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Dunno about calling but tonight is the 3rd night in a row that our upstairs neighbors have kept us awake through half the night. It got so bad that Rai went upstairs with me this time. They wouldn't even come to the door, they spoke to us through a closed door and she outright bitched them out.
Next time we're calling the cops. <3
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Join Date: Sep 2007
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I dunno, whenever I have people calling me at 4am, it's usually because they know I'm awake. The once or twice that this sort of thing has happened to me I couldn't even bother to be angry on principle.
A couple of months ago I got a random 1am call from someone claiming to have gotten my number off a gas station. I'm chalking that one up to a misdial. |
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Magikoopa
Join Date: Dec 2008
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Happy birthday.
My friends, unlike yours, aren't so considerate. They will, and have, bugged me at all hours over every problem they have, from romance, to suicide, to losing their pencil. That's not a fucking exaggeration, I was on the phone at three in the morning, with a friend who was crying because she lost a pencil. I mean, it's sort of justified, since I try to make a point to always be there, and they all know I never sleep anyway, but what the fuck. Why does this shit always happen in the middle of the night? |
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Data is Turned On
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Whenever I get a call at 4:00 (and there's no one on the line) I end up hiding in the crawl space.
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Sent to the cornfield
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Answer all phone calls past 1am as a phone-sex operator.
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Sent to the cornfield
Join Date: Feb 2008
Location: A right and proper Nerd Cave
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IIIIZAAAAYAAAAA KUUUUUN!
Join Date: Mar 2005
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How much have you charged people, SMcB?
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Sent to the cornfield
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It would be pretty hypocritical of me to charge people. Free love for all.
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