Well, That Was Fun

Remember how I said I was going to start calling people in order to get over my “fear” of the phone?

The process has not been an entirely positive experience.

I wrote a post a week or so ago and in the comments this conversation took place…

Broken AndyJune 19, 2012 2:07 PM

Are you gonna be texting people too?ReplyDelete
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agirlandhergunJune 19, 2012 2:41 PM

Well, I have heard from MSgt B your texting is epic, but I would need a number:)Delete

Broken AndyJune 19, 2012 2:47 PM

Inbound. Check your email.

About 2 seconds later I did get an email from Broken Andy.  The title of the email was “Fire Away”  in the body of the email was simply a phone number xxx-xxx-xxxx

I immediately send a quick text that said  “Is it just me MSgt B or is blogger acting strange?”  That was a take on a text conversation that Broken Andy had with MSgt B.  MSgt B posted their little exchange on his site a while back.  So, anyway we chit chat for a bit.

A few days later MSgt B leaves me a comment about calling him.  I ignore it, really I was just busy, but a few days later he says it again in the comments of another post, so I finally email him and tell him I don’t have his number.  He says I do because we have been texting. If you know MSgt B then you know he is whitty, funny, and a joker.  So since I know he and I have never texted I just go with it and a few emails of hilarious banter are exchanged.  At one point though he sends a email with my actual phone number in the body of an email. Now this is getting interesting. I am a tiny bit perplexed.  I rack my brain and can’t think of when I gave him my number. I search old emails.  I go back and check the email with the phone number xxx-xxx-xxxx to be sure it was from Broken Andy and not MSgt B.  All is good there.  Eventually I give up and decide we must have exchanged numbers at the blog shoot several months back.  No biggie.

Fast forward to this weekend, we are all getting together again, so MSgt B tells me to call him to work out the details.  Again, he insists I have his number.  Now, starting to think I have lost my mind and getting more than a little frustrated I texted Broken Andy and said…

“Please for the love of God give me MSgt B’s phone number (or something to that effect). The next day, I get a text from the number xxx-xxx-xxxx that reads…

“This is MSgt B you big goob, call me.”

I am now beginning to think that Broken Andy and MSgt B are the same person.  Even though they have 2 different names, 2 different blogs, and I have spent time with both of them at the same time, still, the thought crosses my mind.

I call the number and do in fact speak with MSgt B.  We mostly talk about the weather.  The actual weather because our state was hit by a nasty storm, trees down, power out, blah, blah.  When we hang up, I am so confused and lost, I email Broken Andy or at least who I think is Broken Andy…

Me- xxx-xxx-xxxx not your number???

BA- No, that is MSgt B’s number.  Mine is zzz-zzz-zzzz

Me- Yes, I know.  Why did you give me MSgt B’s number?

BA- Can’t remember. Hope it didn’t cause too much trouble.

Me- Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Thank goodness I never texted “Broken Andy” what I really think of MSgt B…that could have been embarrassing.

20 thoughts on “Well, That Was Fun

  1. A life lesson that I learned long ago. “You never know who you are talking to”. I guess it now needs to be expanded to “texting, emailing, blogging, etc”

    • Yeah, good lesson. Fortunately for me, I am not a gossip, am not rude, and I don’t know any state secrets, so I am pretty safe no matter who I am talking too.

    • It was just a misunderstanding. I thought Andy wanted me to text him so I thought he sent me his number, but he thought I wanted to text MSgt B, so he actually sent MSgt B’s number. MSgt B was clueless and therefore thought I was ether insane or mixing whiskey with my meds:).

      I just didn’t realize who’s number I had.

    • Not bad…eye is feeling a bit better, although its still oh-holy-crap-time-for-an-exorcism red…hadn’t thought about mixing whiskey with my meds, though. Does that help?

  2. ROFL!!!

    I owe you a beer for the trouble. Or maybe MSgt B does. Or maybe we both do. Or maybe we both do but you only end up with one beer.

  3. OMG, that entire post could really have confuse someone if they really didn’t read through thoroughly, lol
    Someone owes you more than a beer!

  4. You missed the beers. And good shooting time…

    I have been known to sleep text. And then someone picks up the thread of the text conversation I don’t remember having and I’m going “What the heck are you talking about?!”

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