A wrong number just called, insisting I spoke to her earlier today.
(This was itself a clue. The only person I've spoken to all day is the Dr, who was fretting about wine.)
I asked what number she'd meant to call, and could then explain the error. But she wasn't having any of that, and still asked the above.
In fact, she was so insistent that I thought perhaps I was.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
"Are you a builder. Are you from Brazil?"
Posted on 10:19 AM by Unknown
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