Every now and again one gets a message left on one's phone that one wishes to listen to once again. One also, sometimes, actually does wish to hit '#' and call the person back. Unfortunately, I am a twat and instead of hitting '#' I hit 3, which deleted the fucking message.
So, to the person who called me this morning – Trina? Jeannie? Someone else entirely? – who was at the party with the guy that went to school with someone I met recently, and to the person who said 'Hi' after the guy who went to school with someone I met recently finished speaking, please let me know what the hell I missed. I swear I'll never turn my mobile off again – please call!
UPDATE: Panic over. Thank you for your attention. Normal service will be resumed just as soon as we can figure out what 'normal' is anyway.
The devil truly does make work for idle thumbs
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