
the past few days, i’ve been playing a major game of phone tag.
(i’m still playing, actually…)
i’ve tried it all– email. text. calling.
the emails get lost.
the texts get returned.
and the calls… well, they were the really weird part of this whole game.
i’d call.
it’d ring.
then it go to voicemail.
“you have reached the wrong number. please leave a message.”
this recording confused me… every time i called and heard that message, i thought to myself a couple of thoughts.
is this a joke?
is this really the right number?
and most predominantly:
how would they know if i called the wrong number?
so… i never left a message.
meanwhile, back at the computer screen, i typed an email and sent it to this person (who i haven’t met), explaining to her my dilemma of texts and the mysterious voicemail message.
i got a reply today.
(and before you think i’m just stalking this poor person, let me mention that she has been trying to call me, leaving me messages, texting me, too… so no stalking. just phone tagging.)
as soon as i got her email, life began making much more sense.
you see, i never knew this person’s last name… until i received the electronic response.
when she signed her last name.
WONG.
WONG?!
as soon as i saw it, i face-palmed myself…
and then began to laugh.





