I woke up late today. So late it was about an hour after ultimate frisbee had started. I also feel super tired still and have decided to spend time at home doing homework and cleaning. So of course that really means I am blogging and checking facebook first. I saw the title of my last blog and thought it was a completely different story so I decided to share the one I thought it was first.
I get a lot of calls from numbers I don't know. Since I have all kinds of people calling (especially theater people) who change their numbers all the time or call from work, home, a friends phone, their Great Aunt Ethel's 85th birthday party or wherever I generally answer. The only one I usually don't answer is blocked and then just check the message because they are deliberately hiding from me. I am also not used to sleeping on a regular schedule and get calls at many different hours whether I am asleep or not I may have to get up and do something. Now if someone calls me once and leaves no message when I get a chance I may try the number back to see who it was and if it was important. If they call many times from the same number that makes me think it is on purpose. People don't normally keep dialing the same wrong number a few times a day for a week or so.
It just so happened, however, that whenever this number would call I was not able to answer either because of class or work or rehearsals or something. I am always playing seemingly never-ending games of phone tag with my friends so it didn't seem that abnormal. Many people I know don't leave messages and I guess if I kept calling they would assume that I knew who was calling and was trying to reach them in return. The voice mail was no help either. It was the standard robotic "you have reached... please leave a message after the tone." I never left a message because I thought that eventually I would answer and talk to the person. I really didn't put that much thought into the whole ordeal because really I am not that concerned with a random game of phone tag that other being slightly annoying was not really upsetting my life. So this went on. Then one day I called a few times in a row right after having missed it as well as a few times through that afternoon. I was particularly irritated that I had only just missed it and they were not answering back.
Well after that I had not gotten calls in a few days or so. I was not all that worried or relieved in fact the only thing that made me realize it was I finally was getting the call again when I could answer it. It was fairly early in the morning I think I had gotten out of class or was on my way to morning class I don't remember exactly I just know I was at Starbucks near school. I answered and some woman in spanish asked me who I was. I told her that she had called me and that she should tell me who she was first. She said that I had been calling her and that my number was all over her caller ID. I tried to explain that I was always getting calls from numbers I didn't know and that I was just trying to see who had been calling me so insistently. She said that I was making that up and that she KNEW that I was the one who was sleeping with her husband! I was like hold on crazy lady first off I you are the first person I have actually talked to from this number and second WHO IS YOUR HUSBAND? I think that may have been the wrong phrasing of that question because then I was first accused of sleeping with so many men that I couldn't remember one in particular then I was told that I knew damn well who CARMELLO was. I told her that I did not know anyone with that name but if she was really that concerned with who her husband was sleeping with she should be going after the cheater she married and not someone with the apparently idiotic idea that phone calls should be returned. I then hung up on her. That was the end of that.
Or so I thought. A few days later early in the morning, and by that I mean about 7 am, I get a phone call. It is this older sounding woman. By that I mean not only did she sound like she and her voice both had wrinkles I felt like I could also hear the veils over her head and smell the old lady perfume, and hear her lighting candles for my soul. Why the drama? She proceeded after waking me up at this unholy hour during tech week to tell me that I should be ashamed of myself for what I was doing. That I should not only consider the feelings and lives of others that I was ruining but my own soul with all of the sins that I was committing. At first I was still in a half sleep and had no idea what on earth she was babbling about then I realized she was probably the crazy lady's mother or something trying to get me to see the error of my ways and leave her daughters husband alone. I tried to explain to this lady as well (mostly for fear that she was going to put some kind of curse on me) that she had it wrong and that I had no idea who this man was and would never intentionally help anyone cheat. She said that intentions didn't matter and that since it has continued passed finding out about his wife original ignorance does not matter. She also said that lying about it would only compound the sinning. I told her that I obviously was not going to change her mind about this and hung up. I got a few more calls from the daughter over the next couple of weeks then noting.
A few months later I got a call mid-day from some number I didn't recognize. I didn't think too much about it since I had saved the number as a don't answer. Some lady asked to speak to my mother. I guess my voice is a lot lower when I am half asleep. I asked who she was looking for and she asked my mothers name. I said it was none of her business and that this was my cell phone and wanted to know what she wanted. She said that she knew the affair was still going on and that she demanded that it stop or she would find some way to make me pay. I told her that if she was going to keep being that blind and stupid it was fine by me. I suggested that she get a divorce but I really didn't care. I told her that if I ever herd from her or her witch-woman mother again I was going to call the police and had a record of how many times she had called me and had recorded them to turn over as evidence of harassment. I have not heard from her since.
I felt a little bad for her situation but that doesn't give her the right to throw her crazy all over me.
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