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Ooops...wrong number, but "How you doin'"

Okay, we all have done it...dialed the wrong number...and the person that picks up, well maybe has a cute voice.

So you can just politely say..."ohh sorry, I have the wrong number" and proceed to hang up OR you can engage in conversation to make life interesting.

Well if you have read my other blogs in this topic then you know that I like to make life interesting. So this all happened about a year or so ago...

I dialed the wrong number and a decent sounding guy answers the phone. I start to engage in conversation with him and he became more intrigued about me. We probably talked on the phone several of times and we decided to finally meet up (sounds like a party line or something..lol). So I was going to meet him outside his house because it was in my neighborhood ironically. I came looking extra fly, well not on purpose but I actually was meeting up with friends to go to dinner that night. So anyways, as I get out the car...I couldn't help but notice that he was kind of short...and uhh, that was a bit of a turn off. But I didn't dismiss him totally.

Anyways he just kept complimenting me over and over. About how naturally beautiful I was and so on and so forth. So after talking for about 30 minutes, i dismissed myself because I was on a schedule. So we talked a few times after that...but he never really held my interest. So as life happened, I kind of just moved on.

This guy for the next 6 months would just text me randomly. I never...I mean NEVER responded to any of them. One day...he decided to call...by mere accident, I picked up. So he was asking me what happen? Who was the new guy? and all these questions as if we actually had something. He kept making a statement that he wasn't a stalker...by now I definitely knew he was a STALKER. So as I proceeded to hang up on him...he had asked me if he could call me back the next day. I said whatever...he said he wanted a yes or no. So I told him NO!!. Then he asked again...I proceeded to tell him NO ten times afterward.

He start getting weird with saying "i'm not ugly..maybe you don't remember how I look." So he says to look him up on FB. So I check out his profile and it says: Relationship Status- Married to (Wife's name here). I click on the wife's page and it says " I absolutely love my husband". So I ask him...does his wife know that he had been texting/stalking me for the past 6 months...he tries to explain and I tell him....DEFINITELY DON'T CALL ME EVER!!

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