the phone rang at 8:16 a.m. i was convinced someone was dead or it was a telemarketer. i mean, really, my phone never rings that early. so of course, fearing the worst, i pick it up.

“hello,” i said.
there was a pause and i thought ‘ah, telemarketer.’
then a tentative, “hello.”

it was the TTHM.

so then i went back to thinking, someone’s dead.

“hi,” i said.
“how are you?” he asked.
“umm, fine.”
“good.”
“err, why are you calling so early?”
“i didn’t mean to call you. i’m just so used to dialing your number that i punched you in.”
“oh, ok.”
“it is early,” he said. “go back to bed.”
“actually, i’m on my way to work.”
“ok, go to work.”
“have a good day!” i said.

then i laughed all the way here.