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Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta.

By Player 2 ⋅ December 27, 2007 ⋅  Email this post ⋅  Print this post ⋅ Post a comment

So I woke up this morning with about 10 alerts on my phone. My phone does this thing, I’m not sure if all phones do it, but my old one didn’t, so I’ll just give you the rundown. Basically, every missed call, missed text, voice mail message, alarm- whatever, everything I don’t respond to, it gets listed in my “Missed Alerts” and when I woke up this morning I had 10 of them.

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The rest of the alerts were missed calls and a voice mail from my boss, and a phone call from a guy named Hal. Hal left a voicemail too, and I listened. He was asking if we had a meeting today. The message was at 8. My boss’s voicemail was asking why Hal was sitting outside work.

Now, this is a big deal. Hal is a part of the Rotary Club, and they donate A LOT of money to a specific program at my work, namely, the College Bound Program, the program I work for. So, if I piss this guy off, which I doubt I’d do, because he’s seriously, one of the nicest old people I’ve ever met, then we could lose tons of money…maybe like a million…a million money. This said, I still didn’t want to push it. I called Hal, but I only had his home number. His wife sounded pissed, and I found out why. I guess Hal had been sitting out there for like two hours. She gave me his cell number, but his phone was turned off.

So I raced to work to see if I could catch Hal and let him know what was going, and I called my boss on the way. I got to work and no one was there. I guess Hal went home. I need to call him back. I really don’t want to though because I’m afraid he might be as upset as his wife was.

Anyway, it was a pretty rockstar morning. I woke up to an angry woman,______, and urgent messages from my work.

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