So I told you how I'm sort of obsessed with this little show called "So You Think You Can Dance" yeah, embarassing enough, I know. Well tonight I was voting for my favorite dancer, Mr. Robert Roldan and well somehow I managed to call a complete stranger upwards of a hundred times. How'd I make such a rookie mistake, well I'm not quite sure but I may have exposed the limits of my multitasking abilities.
I was out to dinner with my friend Amanda and as I was playing with my blistering spicy bulgogi when I realized it was after 7. Time to vote. But I was prepared, I'd checked Roberts fan page before I left and KNEW that he was number 3 tonight. So I looked in my call history and found the number for SYTYCD that I'd called last week. So I started dialing and as usual I don't really listen to hear the message, just watch for the call to go through then hang up and redial. However, I distinctly remember checking that I had the right number and hearing the SYTYCD message say thank you for calling for dancer 3. So I kept calling and calling and calling and calling. I rode to the ATM with Amanda, I came home, I helped her move some stuff into her car, I watched some SYTYCD, I made some instant pudding. All the time dialing and redialing and redialing.
But around 8:55, I looked down at my phone and I relized that I'd just dialed a 907 number. 907 is the area cod for Alaska. Who had I just dialed? Well it turns out that somewhere along the way, probablly while wisking instant pudding with one hand, dialing with the other and watching tv, I'd started redialing this guy who'd inquired about buying my car off Craigslist.
My guess is he probably won't want to buy my car after receiving upwards of a hundred calls from me in the space of an hour. Psycho much? At least I don't know him right? Take this as a warning, look before you dial and beware the spicy pork bulgogi.