Not an actually phone book, but the electronic one in my mobile phone.
This is another story where I am going to make fun of myself. A while back when Big Steel Toe and I worked for the same company, we were leaving a job site. We worked all day in a structure where mobile phone signals go to die. So I employed a normal tactic. I shut it off to conserve the battery. As we left the job I turned my phone on and I received a couple of voice mails. The last one was recent. Good, it’s been a long day, I could use a beer or two. This is when it all went wrong. I proceeded to call Jamie back, this was the conversation that took place.
Me: Hey, what’s up?
M: I just got your message. I’ve been working all day in a place with no signal.
J: I didn’t call you today.
M: Oh. (Now confused) I know what I did. I called the wrong Jamie.
This is where BST looked at me like I had three heads. Not that I blame him. He proceeded to laugh quietly. I just looked at him and shrugged my shoulders. Yeah I messed up. So what. I mess up all the time. Usually there isn’t a witness. But I figured I might as well make the best of this, or make it worse. I decided to make it
M: I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how many Jamie’s where in my phone book. I’ll talk to you later.
J: OK, bye.
Now I’m laughing. But BST is cracking up. He couldn’t figure out why I told her that I call the wrong girl. Because I failed. That’s why. I then looked through my phone book and found that I had four entries for the name Jamie, and could only identify two of them. So I called the other one. Bingo. If at first you don’t succeed…well you know the rest.
I’m so glad my friends remind me of this stuff, because when they screw up I sure as hell don’t let them forget about it. I’m gonna go through my phone book right now and make some notes. I saw a couple of names in there the other day, and I’m not even sure if I know these people.