Ring...Ring...Ring..

We aren't talking about the type you put on your ring finger!

We are talking about a phonecall to my parent's landline.
Yes, they still have one of those.
The shocking part is this person on the other line was asking for me?!?!?!

After my mother got over the fact the call was for ME! (That has not happened since 1992. I was climbing trees down the street.)

I got on the line slighty afraid. Who can this be?
I'm used to the text messages and Facebook pokes. A phone call?
This is unheard of!

The voice super nervously goes: "Hey this is (Insert first and last name here)
I recognize the person and go: "Heeeeeeeeyyyyy what's up?????" (The hey was super long to kill sometime.)
"Nothing much..." He sounded so nervous. Definitely was cute.
"How are you? Just wanted to see if you wanted to go out sometime?"
I took a second to answer because I was soooo taken back.
I said "yes" of course. How do you turn down a guy who looks you up in the phonebook? He probably was calling my other line under my name for months. I haven't used that line in over five years.
Honestly, I don't really know how I feel about the guy!
Definite props for calling my parents.
I ended the phone call like a work phone call. Thanks for calling. We will address the issue and return with a solution as soon as possible. (Joke about the last sentence.) Talk to you soon! HaHa oh well....a little cheesey and then I give the guy my cell number.
He asked if he would need a pen to write it down haha. I hope he was prepared!

Note* I hope he didn't hear my father call him (Insert name here) the freeloader. He has no IDEA who the guy is even! Already giving him strikes! See you can't make this shit up!!! Surely, I have enough drama to start a TV show. If the Jersey shore can make it, so can I. I actually have real stuff happening to me that doesn't involve fist pumps and drunk hookups every three seconds!

<3 Disbeliever disbelieving 24/7