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unknownfate) wrote2011-11-16 07:48 pm
unknownfate) wrote2011-11-16 07:48 pm
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A Strange Thing...
So, there was something of a family crisis this evening and I got phone duty like usual. My job was to track down everyone who needed to be informed and inform them. One of those people was my mother and I know her number pretty well, so I would just hit redial every few minutes until I got her.
That probably happened six or seven times, but then that strange thing I was talking about happened. I hit redial like always and this time, there was a recording of a very deep, gruff man's voice saying "Hello. This is Annabelle's."
Well. Hunh. I admit, I went like this:
I checked the number and it was my folks'. So I hung up before I got any menu options, because, yikes. I hit redial one more time and that time, I got Mom. I have no idea what cosmic forces aligned to connect me to Annabelle's answering machine one time out of eight, but it is curious.
And the situation is OK now, so no worries.
That probably happened six or seven times, but then that strange thing I was talking about happened. I hit redial like always and this time, there was a recording of a very deep, gruff man's voice saying "Hello. This is Annabelle's."
Well. Hunh. I admit, I went like this:
I checked the number and it was my folks'. So I hung up before I got any menu options, because, yikes. I hit redial one more time and that time, I got Mom. I have no idea what cosmic forces aligned to connect me to Annabelle's answering machine one time out of eight, but it is curious.
And the situation is OK now, so no worries.
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(Oh, and I'm glad everything is OK!)