My phone rings. It displays a mobile number I don’t recognise. I pick up.
A male voice: “Where do you live?”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Man: “Do you live somewhere in Amersfoort?”
Me: “Who are you looking for?”
Man: “I’ve found your number on the internet.”
Me: “That’s possible, but what do you want?”
Man: “I want a massage.”
Me: “My number is not listed as a massage number. Not by me at least.”
Man: “Not as a sex number either?”
Me: “No.”
Man: “Ok, my apologies.”
I hope the guy has dialled the number wrong.
Sunday, 18 July 2010
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