Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Are you drunk again? Or am I?

I got a phone call last night around 9:45, from an unknown number. I answered. The following conversation ensued.

Her: Icky?
Me: Hello?
Her: Icky?
Me (now thinking this is Greg’s younger sister, who is celebrating her 21st birthday in Vegas right now): Are you still drunk?
Her (in a suddenly very dignified voice that is obviously that of an older woman): I’m sorry, I must have called the wrong number.

I sort of feel bad that I accused a stranger of being drunk. Oops.

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