take time to smell the funny
and on a lighter note…
so yesterday amidst all the heartache and rejection…i was corresponding online with “tony”…just anecdotal banter, without innuendos or pick up lines…it was nice, and someone actually gets and enjoys my very dark sense of humor… 
SO…he sent me his number to which i replied that
“my people do not let me call boys, however, i hear rumor that any stuckey’s truck stop from here down i75 men’s room stall has my number xxx-xxx-xxxx with 4 stars next to it”
we continued a little more banter and my phone rings:
“hello”
“stacey?”
“nope, wrong number…check another stall”
“is this xxx-xxx-xxxx?”
“yes”
“ok…um, what stall?”
me: “you must be at the wrong truck stop”**crickets**
me: “i’m sorry, i’m was just messing with you, yanno…the “stall” joke about my phone number?”**crickets**
him: “oh…ok, well…that’s good, you do have sense of humor right off the bat, most people i talk to are so monotone”
me: “yea well, i’m somethin…”“ok, hi stacey, this is adam from IVR…i have your resume’ here on my desk and i’m calling you about a client contract”
**more crickets**
me “wait, did you say your name was Adam?”
obviously, it was not tony…lol…and that poor adam tried very hard after that to give me his very best business toned pitch…but was having a hard time containing his laughter…oh to be a fly on the wall in that office after we hung up!
thank goodness i had not gone instead with my cathouse joke about my phone number…
xoxo, stasi
