So I got a text message at 0730 this morning that said:
Happy Father's Day
It was from a local, in-town number which confused the hell out of me. So I texted back:
Who is this
and got this response:
Come on man R** D***** wow! You think you know somebody! LOL!
So I went to Facebook to bitch about it:
So someone sent me a text message at 0730 saying Happy Father's Day, but I don't recognize the number. Regardless, LUKE, I AM NOT YOUR FATHER!
So to top it off, I just got a voice mail. I'm using Google Voice now, so I'll just post the transcript behind a cut with commentary:
Johnson, I'm just going to start hair, so this is just returning with. I'm not sure if you call me or you, you know. Let me know what my note you notify meeting last week that would be picked up by stuff like that. Congratulations. And that's cool, and I just calling to see each Happy Father's day. I just have a little chat. I've probably get back to you later on in the week on a couple of deadlines right now but all the best as you move forward. Not sure when your appointment starts, but hopefully get a chance to talk to you later. The for G C on Wednesday. Alright take care now. Bye bye. Yes.
The transcript is very inaccurate. Listening to the voice mail isn't much better, but the gist of it is that the person for whom the voice mail was intended just got picked up by South Atlantic ("stuff like that").
Let me be clear (no, I'm not about to lie to you like Obama does when he uses that phrase) I have NOT
fathered anything nor have I been picked up by Southern Atlantic. However, if someone wants to hire me as a writer, instructions are in my profile
Happy Father's Day!