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Someone called last night, I said hello, she asked for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cattitude (by his usual nickname, not full name or "Mr. $his_last_name"). He talked for a bit, then hung up, and said she had claimed to be "the woman of your life." She called back twice more, in quick succession: either we've got a very odd prank caller, or someone gave Cattitude's name and phone number to someone he had a quick fling with. In a taxi.
The fourth time the phone rang, I answered, immediately said "Please send a large pepperoni pizza," and hung up. It didn't ring again. Thank you, Bill Watterson.
cattitude (by his usual nickname, not full name or "Mr. $his_last_name"). He talked for a bit, then hung up, and said she had claimed to be "the woman of your life." She called back twice more, in quick succession: either we've got a very odd prank caller, or someone gave Cattitude's name and phone number to someone he had a quick fling with. In a taxi.The fourth time the phone rang, I answered, immediately said "Please send a large pepperoni pizza," and hung up. It didn't ring again. Thank you, Bill Watterson.