I'm doing it again. My imagination is working overtime. Okay. It's just working. It has no regular hours. And, truth be told, it doesn't work all that much. So even though it's Saturday, I doubt my imagination has even put in 40 hours this week.
About a half hour ago I got a phone call. Of course it didn't show a name or business. Normally, I wouldn't answer those calls, you know. But with a boy in Oklahoma and a boy in Kansas and a husband on his way across Missouri...I did.
"Hello."
"Hello?"
I really don't like it when people do that. Hey, buddy, YOU called ME! So when I say hello, get to your business. Don't say, "Hello" back at me, like I'm going to start a dialogue with you.
"Hellloooo."
"Oh. Um. Is Farmer H there?"
"No, he isn't."
"Oh. Um. Well, I have a problem."
"Oh, you do, do you...?"
"Yeah. My girlfriend broke up with me, and...uh...she deleted all my phone contacts."
"Huh."
"So...um...I was trying to get [REDACTED]'s number."
"Well, I don't have it. I don't even know if Farmer H has it."
"Oh. I was trying to get ahold of her."
"Sorry. We can't help you."
CLICK! Before he started up again about his sad sack life.
You see, I'm not particularly convinced that this guy was on the up-and-up. He never gave a name. Or said how he knew Farmer H or [REDACTED]. Why would we just pass out her phone number like it's written on a toilet stall wall?
Let the record show that [REDACTED] is HOS's ex-wife. They get along fine. Share their daughters. No legal issues between them. But people move on with their lives, and you don't know their day-to-day dealings. A couple of times last week, we got a recorded call for [REDACTED] saying to call such and such number regarding case number such and such. I'm pretty sure that's one of those scam calls, since we've never gotten a call like that regarding her before, and she usually takes care of business, and we've gotten such recordings concerning ourselves.
Soo...not sure if this guy was a scammer trying to get classified information, or a weirdo who wants a new girlfriend. But one thing's for sure: he's not getting either one on MY watch, by cracky!
Or maybe it was a crazy dude hired by Crazy Dude to find out if Farmer H is gone so he can come rough me up!
4 comments:
Screeeeech.
Farmer H is driving across the state? Across the width?
Or is he headed my way?
Sioux,
Heh, heh! That got your attention!
Maybe a little of both. Depends on which route he took, whether he had to come your way to start across. He headed for Kansas, and is returning Sunday. So you still have a second chance, if he decided on highways instead of back roads.
Why would he use the highways when all the thrift shops are on the back roads?
fishducky,
That was Sioux's wishful thinking, too!
Farmer H says he took the back roads on the way up on Saturday, but the timing precluded him from stopping. He would have been late meeting the #1 Son, and the adventures and dinner they had planned.
On Sunday, he took the highways, because there'd been a bridge-rebuilding detour on the way, and the shops weren't open on a Sunday morning anyway.
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