Pone rang last night. Caller i.d. shows a local number with the name "Jose Murillo." The number is 333-5555. There is a guy on the other end with broken English:
Me: Hello-
Jose: Halo.
Me:Hello?
Jose: Who's this?
Me: Peachy..why who's thi-
Jose: Chi Chi?
Me: No, Peachy.
Jose: ChiChi?
Me: No Pea- I'm sorry, why are you calling?
Jose: I dunno. You call me first.
Me: Excuse me?
Jose: You call me. I don' know why you call my house
Me: Oh, you know what, it was probably my son. He likes to play on the phone-
Jose: Eh? Oh, I dunno.
Me: Yah, I think my toddler must have accidently dialed your number.
Jose: I dunno. You call my house. So i dunno.
Me: (Sensing that this was going nowhere) Okay, Bye.
Click.
2 comments:
hahaha.
Peeing my pants, that is awesome! Got to love Texas. Better than my daughter calling 911.
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