Tuesday, November 11, 2003
(9:35 PM) | Anonymous:
While You Were Out...
Recently my cellular telephone has been a magnet to the file shavings of random wrong numbers. This has lead to many messages meant for other people being left on my voicemail. I'm not really sure why this has happened so much recently when it's happened maybe twice before in my life. Actually, I take that back, I do know. It's because I'm too lazy to actually put a message on the voice mail, so anyone who gets the wrong number is not made aware of their mistake.
Anyway, in case they happen across this page, I thought this might be a good venue to get this week's messages out to their intended audience.
- Steve McNutt, yourself and (assumedly) the rest of the crew at Johnny Carino's had a staff meeting on saturday at 8:30 am before open. Sorry if you missed it and lost your job due to my fear of doing yet another too long voice mail greeting. Also, your last name made me chuckle, especially how your manager was all like "Yes, this message is for Steve...McNutt? with that "I'm 19 and a manager at franchise sit-down restaraunt #423" questioning assurance.
- Travis, Trisha called to let you know she found 5 more welding jobs in the paper. She's going to cut them out and mail them to you. If you have any questions, you can call her or just talk to her at work tomorrow. I think your main question might be why she doesn't just bring the ads to work tomorrow instead of mailing them, but I guess now that question will never be answered.
- Finally, whoever you were who somehow dialed my number without knowing that your phone was on - after the 55 seconds of mumbling and strange wind noises, I'm sorry to say I overheard your argument with your significant other. Really, it wouldn't have been that big a deal to have the kids ride with you, even if your wife was being pretty illogical in unloading them from her car into yours. She was wrong, but in the tone and volume of your voice, I really think you overreacted to something that, seriously, is not that big of a deal. Also, growing exasperated and snapping at one of the kids when they asked you a question was probably not needed either. Sorry for listening to the full 4-5 minute accidental message and invading your privacy.
It really is pretty strange though, hearing snippets of people's lives under the guise of knowing them pretty well. It further emphasizes how strange the fact is that there are 6-8 billion people in the world, and I only know a few.
That's all,
-Robb
