When I was making final calls for our ski trip last week, I was double checking what time everyone was getting to the hotel.

Now I rarely use my phone (or answer it, as anyone who knows me will tell you). However, I have a TON of numbers, because I always try to save phone numbers when people call me.

I realized I had my cousin Marlon's cell phone number stored on my phone, so I gave him a call. He had one of those generic voicemail messages that just states the number of the phone. I hesitated, thinking that I could have the wrong number. "Oh well, if it's a wrong number then they'll ignore the message," I thought. Since it was late at night, so I left a message for him to give me a call.

The next morning was crazy busy at work. I was finishing up a conference call when I saw Marlon calling on my cell phone. I got off the phone with my client and went to answer the phone, but too late, the phone went into voice mail.

I called him right back, and there was no answer. Since me and Marlon always joke around, I left him a voicemail that sounded like this:

"Yo, Marlon! It's Deluxe, son! Why you be calling me then not pick up the phone when I call you right back, bitch? Hit me up when you get a chance because I wanna know what's the 411 with the ski trip, homie. Peace out!"

Yes. I'm a dork.

Right after I hang up the phone, Marlon calls me back. I answer the phone with a thuggish, "SUP!"

...and the sound I heard next both terrified me and made me roll on the floor laughing.

"Christine? Is that you? This is your Tita (Aunt) Rosie! Did you call my cell phone?"

Yes. I accidentally called my aunt. Marlon must have called me from his mom's phone.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Tita! Is this your phone?"

"Yes, are you trying to call Marlon? He has his own cell phone."

"Oh. I'm so sorry!"

"That's ok, here's his number."

"Thanks. And please please PLEASE don't listen to your voicemail from me. Just erase it! You don't want to hear it."

"Oh, don't worry honey!"

I wanted to crawl into a hole leaving that ghetto message on my aunt's voicemail! Later on I told Marlon the story and he got a kick out of it. Lucky for me, she doesn't know how to check her voicemail, so I'm off the hook for now!

Posted by Yano at January 31, 2005 09:50 PM

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