A friend, an online friend, whom I have never met in person, was called by someone who now has one of my old cellphone numbers that I quit using about 7 years ago. We know this because my name was still associated with that phone number in his cellphone’s address book and he thought it was me calling. So what exactly are the odds of someone being assigned one of your old, defunct phone numbers accidentally calling a friend of yours in another state? And why can’t I win the lottery?
Day: June 12, 2009
Mistake Defined
Mistake [mi-steyk] n.,v. To drink a half a pot of coffee then try to program while listening to a thunderstorm as white noise.
My family is trying to kill me
I have a challenge ahead of me that is keeping me on the computer night and day. Last night at midnight I decided to rest a couple of hours then try to work through the night but it would take all night to get those couple of hours:
- midnight: I close my eyes.
- 12:15am: Evan comes into the room and asks for yogurt.
- 12:15am-2:30am: The rumbling of the thunderstorm keeps me tossing an turning. Exhausted but unable to rest.
- 3am: I realize the thunder is actually my daughter trying to put together a desk in the room above us.
- 4am: Dog asks to go outside. I brush her off as neurotic.
- 5am: I concede she’s not neurotic and take her for a walk. She really needed to go out.
- 5am-8am: Score some sleep!
