Tuesday, 15 September 2009

• The Best Short Phone Conversation Ever

  In the morning, I always try to beat my siblings and parents to the computer, and I like to do my weights/pushups workouts early, which means getting up around 7:30. So I usually use the computer for a few minutes, until I'm completely awake, do part of my workout, and go back to the computer until I'm rested enough to do a different workout.

  So, last week, I get to the computer on Saturday at around 7:30 or something, and it's alllll miiiiine, now. Yeah.

  Anyho, I'm using the computer, I had just checked my Facebook, Myspace , and finally,  Xanga. I was thinking, dude, I should totally write something, I've been out of the game for almost 2 1/2 months, I probably can't even write anymore. 

  Then, the phone rang. (We have two phone lines, one for public, and the other for fax/internet, in case our high-speed internet goes down, and we occasionally use line #2 to call line #1, so we can talk to whoever's in the garage from the house on the two lines. Line #2 is the one that rang, so I figured Mom or Dad was trying to call me from down the hill, at the house). Still with me? Didn't think so.

  I checked the caller ID, and the number/name both read "private". Sometimes it does that when it's called from a line that's not actually private, but I left it. As soon as I sat back down, it rang again. I left it. It stopped ringing. About 30 seconds passed, then it rang again. So, I answered it, thinking it could be urgent, from someone I knew. "Hello?"

  "Ello" a man said, with a Chinese accent. He told me he was calling for Michael Jones, and then he told me where I live, right down to the street (it was tree-tree-tree something-street), and what my phone number is. Then, he told me I'd just won $3 million dollas and a new Range Rover. (We get six or seven call like this for Michael Jones a month).

  Me: "Um, sir, this isn't Michael Jones, this isn't his phone number anymore, and I don't know where he lives. This used to be his line, true, but he retired it, so we picked it up as a second line for faxes and internet. Michael Jones does not live here."

  Chinese man: "He doesn't?"

  Me: "No."

  Chinese man: "Oh." *brief pause* "Well, do you want the money?"

  Me: "No, thank you."

  Chinese man: "Why not?"

  Me: "Well, Mike Jones might want it, and I don't want to take what belongs to someone else." Plus, it's probably a gimmick, and there's always the possibility I was being charged big-time for this call, but this isn't the first time we've had calls like this. 

  Chinese man: "Well, sir, you should take it."

  He then gave me a few reasons I should have it, and said I should be grateful for such gifts and just accept them, and be a wealthy person with a nice car (or something like that). After I politely refused once more, he asked me again, "why won't you receive this gift? There are many people here who would love to have this, and they would just take it and be thankful. Why won't you?"

  Me: "If so many people in your area want it that much, why don't you give it to one of them?"

  Chinese man: "Because we are in Richmond and we can deliver the package to you today."

  Me: "I really just don't want it. I don't need it as much as some people do."

  Chinese man: "That's bad, sir. Very bad."

  Me: "Why?"

  Chinese man: "You are turning away your luck. You should not do that, you are going to have bad luck now."

  Me: "I don't know about that, my luck has been pretty good lately..."

  Chinese man: "Okay, sir. Have a good day." With that, he hung up the phone.

  Huh.

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  Anyway. I think it's about time I uploaded a picture of the progress I've made so far in my workouts.

  

  I'm getting there (my arms don't actually look that big in person, it's more the angle and lighting here). But they're big enough that people have started saying, "dude, do you work out?" I should be where I want to be by this time next year, and I'll try to upload a new picture once a month or so. I can curl 50lbs with one hand and benchpress 155 without breaking a sweat (I'm going for 200 by the end of the year).

  

  (This one looks a little more accurate). Right now I'm focusing on my chest, shoulders, traps, and biceps more than anything else. Anyway, I'm sure everyone finds this boring.

  Wanna see my car?

  

  Okay, technically it's not mine yet, but I'm probably going to be driving it until I get one. This photo was taken near my house, just up the road a little ways. I love living here.

   

  

  I was going to add the pictures where I'm smiling, but my smile is just retarded, so...yeah.

  

   It's got a five-speed! I love driving a straight gear. Plus it gets like 30 miles per gallon, how do you like dem apples?

  Also, a big thanks to everyone who commented/recommended my last post, I totally wasn't expecting to get featured. And to clarify, I'm not a follower of those trends just because I'm not, and I never said I hate those things, and I don't think I'm better than anyone else by writing that. It's not because they're popular, or because seemingly the majority of people like them, you like what you like. If you like Twilight, good for you! But don't tell me I'm stupid just because I don't enjoy that type of thing. I have preferences, mkaaaaaay? Awright.

  What's the best phone conversation you've ever had?

   

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