Don't tell my husband!

I forgot to add this to my other post!

I was sitting here working on that post when I hear my cell phone ringing downstairs. I run down the stairs, jump the gate, and make it to my phone just as it stops ringing. My phone shows the number is "Restricted." What does that mean? I've never seen a number show up like that on my cell phone. Anyways... They leave me a page, telling me to PLEASE CALL some number. I call back, and it goes to a voicemail where there is just an automated message. I leave a brief message, not sure of who it is, and not suspicious enough to not return the call just in case it's a family member who really needs me.

A minute or two later, I get a call from a guy obviously trying to sound super-sexy, ala 1-900-IMA-STUD (is that a number? I made it up. So if it's not, it SHOULD BE.) I answer, and he says "Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!" really deep and velvety, like he's trying his darnedest to sound like that Pillow Talk dude. I say hi back, with a question in my voice. "Who's this?" I ask. He seems insulted I don't know, and actually says he can't believe I don't remember him. I assure him I don't, and he finally admits his name is "Chad." THE CHAD??!! (I could go on with "The Chad" jokes for a while, but I'll let that go for now). When I still sound confused, he says he's the blonde from the bar.

That helps me a lot.

I assure him I don't know who he is, I'm married, and can't recall the last time I've been in a bar. But, certainly, it wasn't recent enough to remember giving anyone my cell phone number. He says he's embarrassed, and I go to hang up. He's decided he'd like to continue the conversation. "So you're not brunette?" What? Why? He tells me I sound cute. I say, I'm married, I'm going to go now. He keeps talking. He says something about me not wanting my husband to think I'm cheating. Exactly. Click.

To date, that was the weirdest wrong number I've had. Now I'm all creeped out. The Chad was not good. =P