Friday, November 05, 2004

Sorry, wrong number

The outgoing greeting on my answering machine is the pre-recorded "Please leave a message, after the tone. Beeeeeeep" because I'm just lazy like that. I had a message on my answering machine when I got home tonight. Assume what sounds to me to be a Korean, maybe Taiwanese accent. Fuck, it could be Jethro for all I know.

“Yes. This is Dr. Matt (?). Uh, I got your test results back. I, uh…need to talk to you about them as soon as possible. Call me…on my cell phone tonight or at the office. We need to talk.”

No cell number, no work number, “Out of Area” on the Caller ID and no clear last name to go by due to cell phone static.

Sure hope the poor bastard he’s looking for has a sixth sense about these things.