It’s Those Tiny Buttons
Sparxafire!
Today, someone called my cell phone by mistake. The caller sounded like he was riding a roller coaster at an amusement park, with wind noise and screaming in the background. I could not understand him, nor, apparently could he understand me, there being lots of general chaos involved. Finally, he made me understand the single word he kept repeating: Diamonds. I replied that I did not have any diamonds. He repeated, “Diamonds…” until I realized there was nothing to do but to just hang up.
Now that was a cool call, but not nearly as cool as the message Larry Craig left on some poor citizen’s phone about how he planned to play some angles, use cagey wording and launch a plan to get his confession to wide stance restroom hijinx withdrawn and somehow return triumphantly to the Senate.
Now that’s a wrong number!
Of course, then you have Rep. Doug Lamborn (R-Colo.) trying to apologize through clenched teeth about threatening voice mail messages he left on the phone recorder of citizens who had written a critical letter to the editor about Lamborn.
Is this just nuts, or what? Don’t people have any sense at all about leaving recorded messages? Are modern phones’ buttons too small for people to hit the right numbers? Even your statecraft informer can dial a phone.
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