Hate... people... must... kill... with... knives...

[xyzzysqrl]

Every now and then, people call us thinking we're Emerson Hospital.

That's not a big stretch. Our phone number is some easy-to-flub combination of two numbers away from theirs or something. That doesn't bother me.

What got me was the guy who called us up around 6:30 AM to mumble something about not being in for his "Group". I told him, politely in spite of having been woken up, that we aren't the hospital. Try the other number.

"You're not the hospital?" he asks.
"No." I mumble in reply, staring at my warm bed in an attempt to Force-Pull it over to me.
"Are you really SURE?" he asks, warily.

...

"Dude, I just checked some of the closets and we've totally got all KINDS of medical crap in there! We must be a hospital after all, instead of a modest-sized apartment!" I did not exclaim gleefully. In spite of myself.

Instead I just explained that yes, I really do happen to be very certain we're not secretly running a major health care organization in our spare time. He protested some more about having the right number as if I would magically gain a nursing degree, then agreed to go away and check. Then I came here to bitch about it.

Now I'm goin' back to bed. Hell with this morning business.

Comments

[jaeix.livejournal.com]

"YOU! You're a hospital!"

[swordianmaster.livejournal.com]

That sounds like the time I checked in my closet and found some guy named Lorenzo! No, really.

[ollieottah.livejournal.com]

nono, kill with scaple :P not a knive. Thats why I have caller ID, I don't answer anyone I don't know, they can leave a message and go to hell after the beep.

[kandra.livejournal.com]

Sqrls in nurse-uniforms? O:)

[llyander.livejournal.com]

That's like those people who don't seem to know who they're calling. I get those every now and again.

~Phone Rings~
ME - Hello?
Jackass - Who's this??
ME - How the hell should I know? You're the one calling me!

Sheesh.