English?
I've been munching on the same package of licorice (shaped like little farm animals) at work for over a week now. They're really cute: farmers and barns and haywagons and chickens and cows and pigs.
But, cute or not, that's still a lot of days to be walking around with a black tongue.
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My office phone has rung more today than it has for probably the last three weeks combined. It's weird.
The most recent call went sort of like this:
Matt: Hello, this is Matt.
Caller: You speak exclusively English, right?
Matt: Uh, yes, for the most part.
Caller: Do you have a phone at home?
Matt: Excuse me?
Caller: I have the wrong number! [click]
The questions sounded kind of like survey questions, but the caller's speaking style did not give the impression that she was doing any kind of legitimate research. I had to wonder if this was her way of stalking someone, but she realized that she had found the wrong stalkee. Either way, strange.
But, cute or not, that's still a lot of days to be walking around with a black tongue.
* * *
My office phone has rung more today than it has for probably the last three weeks combined. It's weird.
The most recent call went sort of like this:
Matt: Hello, this is Matt.
Caller: You speak exclusively English, right?
Matt: Uh, yes, for the most part.
Caller: Do you have a phone at home?
Matt: Excuse me?
Caller: I have the wrong number! [click]
The questions sounded kind of like survey questions, but the caller's speaking style did not give the impression that she was doing any kind of legitimate research. I had to wonder if this was her way of stalking someone, but she realized that she had found the wrong stalkee. Either way, strange.