Hate is a strong word...

[muck_a_luck]

I just picked up voice mail. The message was:

Hey. I have been trying to reach you. I have called twice, because the message says you open at 9am. It is 9:15. If you could call me at my number that would be great.

*sigh*

Comments

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

Geez. I NEVER start making calls till at least 8:30, though most campus units open at 8! Give everyone some time to settle in and sip their coffee first, I think that's wise. This git needs to realize he's not the center of the universe. *thwaps him*

[muck-a-luck.livejournal.com]

People could also LEAVE THEIR NAME and LEAVE THEIR NUMBER!!! That was a direct quote from the message. It was not a paraphrase. *bangs head*

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

AH! doh. I see now.

Idjut. Glare at him!

[green-grrl.livejournal.com]

*snerk* Well, s/he said call ME at MY number, so that clears that up... *pokes dorky callers*

[muck-a-luck.livejournal.com]

Well. When I actually spoke to her later, turned out she was French. *snickers* No, I did not just make a stupid joke about French people when my boss is half and his daughter reads my journal sometimes!

Actually, the story was that she didn't actually know her number. I had to get it off caller ID, even when she did call. The fact that she did not even leave her name in the message was disturbing, but her English was shaky, and I think she just got flustered talking to the machine. Still, in the moment I listened to the message, I had nothing but hate in my heart... :)