A minute ago, someone prank called my mobile. Ohmygod, not a prank call. Whatever shall I do, Lois? This girl is on my phone and she is pranking me! I could have possibly swooned, but I'm a bit manly, and consider swooning before midnight to be without class.
Anyhow, apparently, I was served. I know this, because she said: "You've just been served," as if that explained it to me. Enlightment never came so fast, I tell you. But there was a defeated attitude in her voice, a realisation that serving me had gone wrong somewhere after asking me if I was Pizza Hut. I kept her on the phone for ten minutes, after all, and told her the various ways in which she was screwed.
"Are you sure you're not Pizza Hut?"
"No," I said. "Let me tell you why this sucks. Firstly, everyone knows that Pizza Hut is not a mobile number. I mean, it's just common sense. Even a monkey knows this."
"A monkey. You're smarter than a monkey, right?"
"Look, monkeys are smart. I saw this thing recently where they used tools to hunt for food. Can you use knives and forks? Well, nevermind. I'm sure you'll get it sooner or later. Mummy and Daddy might have to by those knives and forks that spastics use, but you'll get it soon enough. But my point here, is that a monkey would notice that a mobile number has more numbers than Pizza Hut."
"So you're not Pizza Hut?"
And on it went.
At the end, I told her I hoped this had been an exciting night for her, but she'd hung up on me.
In another thing worth noting, yesterday I learnt that Belarus attained independence from the USSR in 1991. Before that, I have to be honest and admit that I didn't know Belarus even existed. At any rate,my ignorance was fixed due to the fact that someone from there drifted through this livejournal, for which I am grateful.