Creepy shenanigans
Yesterday, my co-worker Molly got a text from an unknown number that said, “I know where you live.”
I have no patience for creepy shenanigans like that, so I had her give me the phone number. A quick bit of internet/phone sleuthing later, and I discovered the anonymous texter’s identity – a pre-adolescent boy in the Bay Area, most likely pranking random numbers to freak people out.
So I suggested what any gracious human being would: that she write back, “No, Patrick: I know where YOU live.”
So. Awesome.
And So. Creepy.
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Now feels like the right time to publicly declare how much I love and appreciate my co-workers. I am the only person from my team out in Denver, so I spend the entire day corresponding with my teammates through technological means (IM, video chats, conference calls). And every day, without fail, I find myself silently giggling at my computer screen.
These people are wonderful. They make me laugh so hard. And one of them was in “Ernest Scared Stupid” – I’M NOT EVEN JOKING.
I feel so, so lucky to be a part of a team of people who care so well for each other, who approach each day with a positive attitude, and who keep me thoroughly entertained every single day.
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note to self… never prank text Annie “Nancy Drew” Parsons
So. Awesome.
And as someone who works wholely with a remote team, your situation sounds lovely.
You never cease to amaze me. SO. FUNNY.
Soooo… this one time I was sitting in House 9 and Val found a random xanga on which a girl beseeched the reader to “call [her]”. We obliged. I put her on speaker phone (please imagine all of this happening with Val, Julie, Kish and Dani listening/egging me on). The xanga writer answered. She told me she was coming to College Station for the summer. I told her I had relatives in that town who live in a trailer park. I asked her if she lived in a trailer, told her that would really make a connection between us. I asked if she liked unicorns. She did. I told her that sometimes I strap a paper towel roll to my horse’s head and pretend its a unicorn. Her friend grabbed the phone, told me that sheerbliss didn’t want to talk to me and hung up. I wrote on my xanga that it was probably unsafe to post your phone number online. (proof: http://hey-quarterman.xanga.com/233811453/item/)
I feel like this relates to your story, but I’m not sure if that makes me more like the texter or more like you. I feel like I was teaching her a lesson. But maybe I was just being weird.
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This is so awesome. And hilarious. And I love that your co-workers are wonderful!!! Hooray for good people.
I LOVED all of the Ernest movies when I was growing up… and I had somehow managed to forget all about them until you mentioned it here.
Also (I forgot this the first time b/c I was all freaked out about the whole Ernest thing) – that thing you suggested doing with Patrick – methodical genius. When I grow up… oh you know the rest.
Aw, I just saw this! How sweet are you?! I love our team – and we would not be the same without YOU!