I am finally setting up my very own blog. Who knew...just a few years ago the term "blog" meant nothing to me. While I knew it had to do with internet postings, I figured it was only for those computer savvy people out there. Fast forward to present time, and you find me addicted to no less than five blogs which I read religiously and cry when they're not updated regularly.
11.21.2008
chinese.food.
Our home telephone number is one digit different from that of a local chinese restaurant. We've had calls for them for years now, and while sometimes a tad bothersome, we've all adjusted and just give the caller the correct number. A few times a stubborn caller won't listen, and will call back repeatedly. We've definitely taken a few orders over the years. Because the house number is now mainly used for the dsl line, the only calls we get are solicitations and chinese orders- i can predict who it is depending on the timing of the call. Instead of being annoyed by them, i find myself really looking forward to these calls- the chinese food ones, not the solicitations. I've spoken with some very nice people. It makes me feel like i have a little company when i'm all alone.
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2 comments:
that's hilarious... and sad. i'll call you so you won't be lonely!
the chinese are out of control. they must be stopped!
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