Monday, October 31, 2011

Awkward FTW!

 Good. This message is going exactly as planned--wait. WAIT. What did I just say? Oh, kill me now.

Instead of my usual Monday morning list, I thought I'd share the transcript of a voice mail message I left a couple of weeks ago. I've altered my phone number with the exception of the last number. Ready? The awkward, I brings it!

"Hi! This is C.J. Redwine returning your call about the photo shoot on Thursday. I'm sorry I'm calling so late, but this is the first chance I've had. It's been one of THOSE days. I mean ... really. Anyway, you can call me back tomorrow at 555-555-1236. I'll be available ... wait. Did I say 6? No. Not six! Never six! Apparently I don't even know my own phone number. AWESOME. It's seven. Seeeeveeeen. 555-1237. Yes. That's the one. Anyway, I'm available. I mean, I'm not AVAILABLE. I'm married. But you don't care! You just want to take my picture. So great. Ok. Talk to you later."

You'll recall, of course, that this is the same photographer that I then flashed ON PURPOSE during the photo shoot. I'm amazed she still answers my emails.


  1. Just think of the sunshine you are bringing to all of our lives. Nice to know I'm not the only one. :)

  2. LOL! Leaving voice messages makes me so nervous! I never know how to end the message. "K Thanks, bye-bye now!" isn't always appropriate, you know? :)

  3. LOL! I am awful at leaving messages. I don't even know why I bother, except that I keep thinking THIS time I'm going to do it right. No such luck.

  4. OMG that is classic! I love your messages!

  5. This is amazing. I've left some pretty awkward messages myself. Glad to know I'm not the only one inserting both my feet into my mouth all the time.

  6. Funny!

    I hate leaving messages. I sound like a goof ball.

  7. I can't count the number of times I've done that in the past few months. And my husband can't tell you the number of times he's answered his cellphone when the call was for me ('cause I gave them his number instead of mine). My best one was just this last week when someone called wanting to book the yacht club down the street from us. After explaining to the person that they had reached the wrong number, the voice on the other end said, "Aunt Cathy?" Turns out I'd given my niece MY number instead of the yacht club's. I don't know who was more embarassed - me for not recognizing her cell number or her for not recognizing my home number.

  8. Haha, this is why I email. I hate talking on phones!


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