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Basketball diaries, part three

Alright really hoping that this will be the last installment of the "basketball diaries" until next year. Didn't want to blog again but had to tell the latest sordid tale.

Warning this post is not warm and fuzzy like last post, instead let me start by telling everyone that warm and fuzzy is gone - how can you be warm and fuzzy after being called a ho? I will explain.

Last night was finishing up my senior high registration and needed to follow up with one last kid, he called on Wednesday and left a message and wanted to get him registered.

So I called the number he left on the voicemail.

Woman answers phone...

Woman: Hello
Me: Hi, is Bob (changed his name to protect the innocent) there?
Woman: Oh, no you just didn't.
Me: Didn't what?
Woman: I can believe that you ***beeping*** called here for Bob, you need to text him you ho. I'm not taking this.
Me: What? I am calling about basketba...

Woman hangs up...

I sat stunned. What just happened? Had a moment to collect thoughts. OK, I thought, maybe she has me confused with someone else...OBVIOUSLY. So I looked up number again and dialed.

Woman answers phone....

Woman: Are you "special" or something???
Me: Excuse me? I was calling about Bob and trying to get him signed up for basketball.
Woman: I said: are you ***beeping*** "special"???
Me: You know what? Yes, I am special. I am just try...

Woman hangs up....

So guess that is my swan song for registration '09 being called special - looking forward to this weekend and relaxing....

in a gym....

watching basketball....

I truly have this feeling that basketball is mocking me...

sigh

Comments

Karen said…
I'm not laughing AT you....



:-)
bobbione8y said…
oh good gosh. that is crazy. yes, i think you should do a bake sale next year!
Anonymous said…
Oh, Susan...You are so going to have a new nickname! (I shall also quit griping about the small piece of the hockey pie I'm in charge of - potatoes compared to what you're doing).

nikki
carey said…
that is nuts. i can just hear the whole thing and then i imagine you telling dan about it.

i feel really sorry for bob.
Susan said…
the whole thing is surreal - still don't have the kid registered...oh well, another little anecdote for the book.

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