This is a little story IÂ’ve held off telling for two and a half weeks. ItÂ’s a valuable lesson to all of you drinkers out there. Some of you may recall there was a blogmeet here in northern Illinois on January 8. It was the much talked about Fritzfest. If you missed it, it was your loss. I had been drinking a little and we were talking about Bloggers that werenÂ’t there.

Someone (I believe it was Tammi but I could be wrong) said we should call Army Wife Toddler Mom. In my alcohol soaked brain, this sounded like an excellent idea. Unfortunately we didn’t have a way to do it. Wait…. I have a cell phone, if I only had her number. At that point someone (I believe T1G, but I could be wrong) said “I have her number, it’s ###-###-####” (Except there where numbers and not the number symbol.)

I quickly call her up on the most hated of all electronic devices I own and precede to talk to her for a whole 5 minutes. Then we played pass the cell phone to all the bloggers. 45 minutes later and half a drained battery I get it back. ItÂ’s hot to the touch from all the bloggers that have been holding it to their head. (Yes when I got home I hit it with Clorox wipes) I put it away and didnÂ’t think twice about, until the next day.

IÂ’m at work, and my cell phone rings. The ringer on my phone is the MP3 of Foo FighterÂ’s Best of You, and it is loud. IÂ’m fumbling through my coat trying to get to it. WeÂ’re not supposed to have cell phones on at work and I had forgotten to turn it off. I look at the caller ID and donÂ’t recognize the number. IÂ’m thinking someone has a wrong number, not just because I didnÂ’t recognize the number, but also because no one calls me on my cell phone.

Upon answering the phone I have this conversation:

Contagion, “Hello”

Caller, “Hey, it’s me.”

Contagion, “uh… who’s me?”

Caller, “Army Wife Toddler Mom”

Contagion, “I’m at work, this isn’t a good time.”

AWTM, “T1G?”

Contagion, “No… This is Contagion.”

AWTM, “Oh, I thought this was T1G. I thought you called on his cell phone.”

Contagion, “No, I called you on my call phone.”

AWTM, “Well this is what you get for drunk dialing! I didn’t want to talk to you!”
And then she promptly hung up on me.

The moral of this story is: If youÂ’re going to drunken dial, use someone elseÂ’s phone. If you donÂ’t the people you called will hit redial at the most inopportune times.

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