I got drunk-dialed the other day. At 10PM. All I could think of was "Who's calling at this hour?"
Then, when I heard that friendly, drunken voice on the other end of the phone, all I could think of was "How can you be this drunk so early in the evening?"
I don't even know who I am anymore.
Friday, September 21, 2007
I'm Old
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2 comments:
I know it wasn't me
10pm isn't so bad.
I've gotten the 2 am drunken' call lately. Calls at 2 am put the fear in me.
The fear of having to travel somewhere at great expense, not enjoying the flight at all, cause something isn't right at the other end of the flight.
But drunken calls just make me smile in relief.
Nice to know that you crossed someone's mind when they should have been wondering about who to hook up with.
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