How was my day, you ask?

Sorry...Wrong Number!

This afternoon I received a text on my phone. I did not recognize the number, but it was the same area code as people I know.

The text went something like this:

"Got my new Iphone. I'm in Portland. Got my teeth cleaned. Waiting for the guys to get here. Love you."

I, with my (some say) bizarre sense of humor (and thinking this may be someone I know), replied:

"That's great! Be sure to show 'the guys' your pearly white teefs! Love you, too! Who ARE you?"

They replied in similar fashion, thinking the person to whom they meant to send the message had some weird desire to play silly buggers.

But, they played along. Just for laughs. And thinking the lunatic on the other end will eventually behave normally, they continue.

"I'm just a simple logger who works in the salt mines....."

Moments later my cell phone rang; everything sounded like...oh I don't know....a call from outer space complete with static to prevent you from understanding a single word.

However, I recognized the number on the caller ID as being the same as the person who'd just sent the text.

The same person who now thinks the person they're trying to reach has gone insane.

I kept saying "Who IS this?" '

And he kept saying some name that sounds like Clay. But it COULD have been Hey hey! Have a nice day!

And I repeated: "But I STILL don't know who you are!" 

At least now I know the caller is male. And that's a step forward.

I don't know about him, but I was beginning to feel like I was in a lost episode of the Twilight Zone. And maybe this is Rod Serling calling! (I wish!)

He said something about a new phone, dialing a number from memory and being sorry.

Moments later....

I got another text from this person. He had apparently discovered the error in his actions and apologized for the confusion. Everything is okay now.

To which I replied:

"Ahhhh, that explains it. Well, don't forget to smile for 'the guys' and show them your teefs! etc. etc."

(I was having waaay too much fun with this, as you can probably tell!)

We actually shared another round of texts wishing each other a good life, good health, and happiness.

Moab.  That's the next stop on his journey through Time and Space.

We have simply been caught in a glitch. Crossed Cosmic wires, you might say.

In retrospect, this person seems familiar in some way. Perhaps an acquaintance from many lifetimes ago, just checking in to say "I got my teeth cleaned in Portland. Just thought I'd say hello. Catch you in the next life!"

Hence the ease with which I showered him with my sparkling wit.

Why couldn't he have said: "Here's a tip. Play these numbers on the next lottery!"

One of the coolest things about this event: I can now say I know a geologist who actually works in salt mines! I'll bet YOU can't say that!

LOL, as they say in cyberspace.

I wonder if he'll connect with someone new in Utah.