At 3am on Sunday morning the phone rang. You know how you feel when that happens; groggy, alarmed, disoriented.
Since the phone is on Himself's side of the bed and he exhibited no immediate signs of rousing or answering it, I fell out of bed and stumbled around to his side to see who had
a) forgotten the time difference or
b) died.
"Hello, this is Josie's Escort Angency," came a very business like voice,"I'd like to speak to someone about your booking."
The sense of disorientation and surreality deepened.
"I beg your pardon?" was all I could muster through my sleep addled haze.
" Someone made a booking this morning, for 3am, for an hour."
" I think you have the wrong number," I stammered.
"Is this the ***** house?"
I was gobsmacked.
"Yes...but,"
"Are you sure there's no one there I can talk to about this?" the voice insisited.
"Yes, I'm sure!" I found my voice rising in indignation,"it's the middle of the night! Now good night!" and I hurriedly replaced the receiver, as if it were dirty.
"Who was that?" croaked Himself as I crawled back into bed.
"That was Josie's Escort Agency," I announced somewhat accusingly.
I will spare you the conversation that followed but suffice to say we decided it must have been a prank set up by one of the 'friends' of No2 Son. I didn't really think Himself would be making bookings for 3am, if he was going to make any at all :-D
But the funniest part was what the human brain does with a sleep interruption like that. I went back to sleep and dreamed that there were teenage boys hiding under our bed who had been partying in our house and 'up to no good' with girls, until we arrived back unexpectedly and they had secreted themselves hurriedly to avoid parental detection! Himself, on the other hand, dreamed that 'Josie' had turned up at the house with a white cat and that our cat Pippin had 'made the call' and the white kitty was for him!!!! Apparently there had been some argument over who was to pay the bill. Himself was all for letting the cat pay for his own entertainment!!!
No2 Son went off to kill his friends in the morning.
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9 comments:
That's so hilarious...SO hilarious. Not for you, of course, but that's just hilarious.
I hope you've had some uninterrupted sleep since then!!!
ha ha ha omg! That is hilarious. What crazy kids.
while in oz i short circuited the electricity in the whole house around 4am by accidentally putting my foot in the fan. we both had weird dreams after flicking the fuses back on too. But to be woken by JEA, I wonder how many prank appointments they get... if you've ever seen the programme phonejacker, they have a good sketch about a teenage son and a massage parlour...
OMG! That is so funny! An escort service. Nothing like a middle of the night phone call to get your subconscious working, huh?
Oh my goodness! That is too funny - but getting woken up in the middle of the night is NOT funny at all!
That is a fantastic practical joke that I am going to have to keep in my bag of tricks for just the right occasion. Sucks for you, but funny!
Oh my goodness. I hope he killed them good. I'm impressed that you were able to get back to sleep at all. That would have been the end of it for me. Himself's dream is hilarious, though.
My goodness, what a story!!! So funny - but only because it's not happening to me!
HAAA!!!
Sometimes I think the world was made to be blogged.
Pleasant dreams. :)
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