104/365 The Upstairs Neighbors
They were having sex multiple times per day. I didn’t begrudge them that. But did they have to regularly wake me at 2 AM? Luckily, speed-dial technology preceded caller ID. When I’d hear him stop and lumber groggily toward the phone, I’d hang up.
posted by Indigo Bunting at 5:56 AM
12 Comments:
You mean that was enough to make him lose, um, interest altogether? I'd have thought he'd just pick up where he left off, with renewed vigor!
Oh, sometimes. But never as vigorously. And sometimes it just feels good to be as annoying as you are annoyed.
Yeah, Caller ID was a mixed blessing.
How old were they, and how long had they been together???
Hmm. I was in my 20s at the time, and I think they were too. And I couldn't tell you for sure how long they'd been together (as I never really got to know them), but I doubt it was very long.
Ok - maybe my priorities need re-evaluating but I wouldn't even think about answering the phone if I were...um...busy.
Yeah, but who'd be callin' you at 2 am? It must be an emergency!
They'd have to call at least twice because there's no phone in our bedroom and at 2am I'm likely to think it's just a wrong number.
Good to know! Mwoihahahaha!
Do I need remind you: Caller ID...
;-)
Oh yeah, right. I imagine payback's a bitch.
Ladies,
To suppress caller ID simply press *67 before you make that 2 am call. ;0
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