D Is Nuts

Randomly, the other day, D got a text from a number not saved in his phone.  It said:

“Can you work for me today?”

Someone had the wrong number.  I told him he should text back and say “Yeah.”  LMAO!  But that could have been all bad for somebody so he just ignored it.

Last night, he got another text.  It said “Hey, want to meet for a beer?”  We’re laughing about it because somehow this person didn’t realize that he was texting the wrong number.  D didn’t respond.

THEN, this person decides to call.  D didn’t answer so they left a message.  He let me listen to it.

“Hey, dude.  I was calling to see if you wanted to meet me for a beer.  Max and Sam had to leave.  We could meet up at your place or at mine.  Doesn’t matter.  So, uh, just call me back and let me know.  By the way, on your voicemail, you sound like a muthafuggin pimp!  Alright, later.”

To say that D and I were ROFL would have been an understatement.

Now first, on D’s voicemail, he CLEARLY states his full name.  “Hi, you’ve reached the voicemail of D****** J******.  I’m sorry I’m not able to get to the phone right now…etc.”  Did this person NOT realize they were leaving a message on the wrong person’s voicemail?!  And if you’re that friendly with someone that you know where they live…how could you not notice a difference in their voice and think hey…maybe this is the wrong number???

LMMFAO!!!!!!!!!

So, D asked me if he should text them.  I told him YES!  He wrote back: “I think you have the wrong number…and yes, I am a pimp.”

*dead and dying and dead all over again*

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The guy called back and apologized and said he was gonna kick this mystery person’s ass for giving him the wrong number.

We laughed about that for a good 20 minutes…hilarious!