… aka “Sometimes the Universe is really trying to make you look like complete tool”.
First, I must point out that since I have a very small social circle, I rarely get phone calls. A couple per week is plenty. This is important.
So, there’s a coworker I’ve grown very fond of in the past few months. Since we met I’ve always done my best to be nice, witty, helpful and, well, appear basically coherent and functional in her presence. Was that asking too much ? I guess so.
On Tuesday, we had lunch together, along with 4 or 5 other coworkers. At one point a mobile phone started ringing. It was loud. It was vulgar. It was in my pocket. Now, that was weird because that most certainly wasn’t my ringtone. Still, there was no denying that this horrendous racket originated from my phone. My coworker had a look on her face that was half-incredulity, half-derision as she asked “Is… is that your phone ?”. I excused myself and left the room. Turns out it was one of these “Hi LEDS, we have a great offer for you !” BS which I hadn’t been the target of in months". Funny. Looking at my phone after I hung up, I realized that my screensaver was gone and so were the apps that I had installed. I figured that it had somehow done a reset and, of course, rang at the very moment I was with her :smack: . That was troubling especially since I’ve had it for over a year and it had never acted up before :mad: .
I reset my desired ringtone and screensaver as I re-entered the room, mortified and mumbling “Hmm, my kids must have been fooling around with my phone”.
Earlier today, I went to the building where she works to put my cups in the dishwasher. The room where the dishwasher is located is right next to her office. Due to the way her desk is positioned, she couldn’t see who had entered the kitchen. But, since her office door was opened, she definitely heard that someone was there. And guess what happened ? Yes, my phone started ringing. And it was that cursed ringtone again :smack: :smack: . All in all, I stayed in the kitchen only for a couple of minutes. These phone calls were also the only ones I got this week. What were the odds, really ?
I guess that, in her eyes, I’m now officially that guy who :
- has an ugly-ass ringtone that he can’t (or doesn’t want to) change.
- has no authority over his kids.
- disturbed her while she was working.