“Let me be the other side of that one. I was super hammered with my new buddy Mike. He lost his phone and told me his number to call. It rang and went to voicemail with “This is Mike please leave a message.”
We didn’t hear any ringing, so I kept calling… And calling… And calling. Mike was digging around his car, and we went up to his dorm everything. No phone.
Except on what happened to be somewhere around the 20th call a woman answers. I go “oh hey!” And she doesn’t sound all too happy. “Is this Mike’s girlfriend? Do you have his phone?”
“THIS IS HIS WIFE!” she roared at me. Mike even heard it, and went “I don’t have a wife!!”
This lady wasn’t buying any of our shit despite us drunkenly trying to explain we were looking for our friend Mike’s phone. She just wanted to know who Mike’s girlfriend was.
We finally hung up, and I asked Mike to tell me his number again.
It was the wrong number. We got a digit slipped up, and the universe hooked us up with another Mike. That we called about 20 times at 2 am drunk as fuck. Now his wife thinks he’s cheating on her.
Sorry Mike.” – agglechicken