What Would You Do?

It is 7:20 am on a Sunday morning. You need to call your daughter/sister/friend/aunt/cousin. You dial her number. The phone rings for a while before an answering machine picks up. On the machine is a man's voice, not your daughter/sister/friend/aunt/cousin. He is speaking in a language you generally don't speak with your daughter/sister/friend/aunt/cousin. You possibly think, although somewhat briefly - did I dial that number right? It is afterall fairly early on a Sunday morning and some people could actually still be asleep. Regardless, you proceed to try and convince your daughter/sister/friend/aunt/cousin to pick up the phone as follows: "Hello? Itsy? Hello? Hellooooooo? Itsy? [*big sigh*]" Repeat: "Hello? Itsy? Hello? Hellooooooo? Itsy?" [mumble to someone in the background] Repeat: "Hello? Itsy? Hello? Hellooooooo? Itsy?" You decide to repeat this one more time for good measure. Part way though this last repeat. A crazed woman answers the phone. She sounds very tired and very pissed. Come to think of it, it sounds like the woman who sometimes answers the phone when you try to call your daughter/sister/friend/aunt/cousin. She has told you many times in the past that it is the wrong number very nicely. Usually you eventually figure out that you've used the wrong area code, misread your daughter/sister/friend/aunt/cousin's number from your book, or are completely mentally deficient. This time the woman isn't so nice. She yells into the phone "WRONG NUMBER" and slams the phone into the rocker.

So what do you do?




You call back.