Three minutes ago, the phone rings. I pick it up. \”Hello?\”
\”This is Cami. Can I speak to the lady of the house?\” in a rather ordering tone. (Not, obviously, the usual Cami.)
*brief pause while I think of how to respond*
\”Can I speak to the lady of the house!\” same tone.
\”Well, actually, this is a college residence. We have eight students living here.\” I didn't mention that only three of them were ladies, and I'd be hard-pressed to say who the \”lady of the house\” would be. Probably Kenlyn.
\”I'm sorry, goodbye.\” This was a bit contrite, as if she had done something wrong or embarrassing. But no indication of what was going on, no \”I'm sorry, I must have dialed the wrong number\” or anything like that. I was very confused.
Any ideas what this was? Do you think she was calling her next-door neighbor about some hijinks their kids were up to and dialed the wrong number? I can't think of what sort of salesperson would speak in a commanding, irritated tone….
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