Almost embarrassed to admit this
May 27, 2007
Rob had to fax something for me on Friday. Why yes, I do have a fax machine of my own. But no, I have no idea how to work it. Yes, I could read the manual again and tinker with it again.
But I have more important things to do with my time like, um, surf the internet and eat my body weight in candy. Oh yeah, and raise them there children. It’s so much simpler to feign ignorance and have my husband do it.
I got it ready for him before he left for work. I looked around my “desk” (ironic quotes) and found a phone number written down on a yellow sticky pad. I didn’t really give it much thought as I tore the page off the pad, stuck it on my papers and handed it to him.
When Rob came home Friday night he said that the fax wouldn’t go through. Something he thought was rather strange, but I just just shrugged. Welcome to my world.
He gave me the fax and told me to email the person and ask if I had written the number down incorrectly.
He also thought it was strange that the phone number was an 866 number. I just shrugged again. Nothing is surprising in my world.
Tonight I was cleaning up my “desk” (ironic quotes) and came across the fax and suddenly it hit me. I must have written this phone number down for one of my kids.
1-866-436-5701 or perhaps you are more familiar with 1-866-IDOLS-01.
Yes, I had a fax sent to American Idol.
Are you really surprised now that I don’t know how to work my fax machine?
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