Me: Hello?
Caller: Heeeey, what's uuuup!
Me: Who's this?
Caller: It's Jack! I got your panties!!
Me (glancing downward briefly): Huh. I think you might have the wrong number.
Jack: Oh. Uh, I was calling for Julie.
Me: Nope, not Julie.
Jack: Oh... I got her pink panties!!!
Me: ....
Me: That's great! Well, bye!
And it was the awesomest wrong number ever.
5 comments:
Do you think he meant "got" like "bought" or like "captured"?
As I said at the time - I'm so glad I didn't answer that call. In fact, this is reason enough for you to answer the phone from this point forward.
From his tone, it sounded more like "captured", or maybe, "happened upon".
That is a brilliant story. I love it. A while ago, I got drunk dialed at about 2 in the morning and the person left a message and desperately needed a ride from a party with skeezy guys. Sad for her.
I'm with Gwen. I wonder how he got them.
This is almost more awesome than the story about your coworker in the bathroom. Almost.
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