As I unlocked the door and it slowly opened, I heard the BEEP BEEP BEEP of the answering machine. Wishing for it to be a political robo call from McCain would be fruitless. I knew who it was.
Apparently the guy doing the interview had 'zoned' out when he had set up the appointment and had forgotten he'd be out of the State on Tuesday. For that I really don't fault him, shit happens, ya know. For some reason though, even though we had been communicating exclusively through email all this time, he decided to call my home number. Luckily I had not packed everything up this morning and drove straight from work.
I called the number he had left, and got an automated assistant who wanted to know the extension I wanted. He didn't leave one I muttered. Luck was on my side again as the robo voice started listing names and a number I could press to reach them. My guy was number 9.
I left him a voice mail, with my cell number, since I figured I'd go to work tomorrow, and try to get another day off. I checked email. I called my Mom to tell her to not to expect me tonight.
Eventually he calls me. At the home phone number again. Grrr. We chat. He's apologetic. I give him my cell again, which he said he didn't call this time because it was all garbled. I have to call him back tomorrow to make sure Friday at 10AM is good. He's fine with Friday, I just need to get off that day.
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