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drunken dialing for a tow

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Here's a new one. Someone called me at about 3:30 in the morning, so I got up and tried to answer it.

There was no one there, so I turned off the phone and went back to bed. This morning I get up, and there's a message marked 'urgent' on my phone. Some drunken twerp called my number and left a long message asking me to come 'round to so-and-so address to have someone towed from his parking spot. He told me which car he wanted moved, and where to find his, so that it could be moved from its current illegal position to 'his spot'. I hope he's sober, now, and realizes his mistake (or not, and has a ticked and/or towed car).