06-10-2011, 09:40 AM
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To shreds, you say?
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: in the house and on the street-how many, many feet we meet!
Posts: 18,449
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Originally Posted by Clodfobble
It was on the generic side... he said my first name, asked what I was doing. I had to keep asking him to repeat himself because he was whispering, presumably to make his voice unrecognizable. After learning that I was eating my lunch, he told me that he wished he could be eating me for lunch, except he had to say it like 4 times before I could understand, and by then I was bored and hung up.
At first I was thinking it was someone from my chemistry class, because we had to put our names and phone numbers on a list in case people wanted to form study groups, but the number I put on that list was my cellphone, and this call came to the house. So either it was someone who actually knows me (and even the people who know me generally only know my cell phone number) or it was just someone who picked me at random out of the white pages.
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Well, someone from your chem class who knew your name could certainly look you up in the white pages too. It's creepy however you look at it.
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