Little Bitch
December 12, 2007 - 1amI just got a really strange voicemail…
Hey yo, what up, Marc, my name is Steve and I took, uh, Tae Kwon Do back in Madison not too long ago. Uh, you gave me your number and everything so maybe some time we could hook up or whatever, uh, the new movie I am Legend is coming out and I wanted to see if you wanted to go see it. Gimme call a back, you should know the number, I gave it to you last time we met.
Normal to that point, right?
Anyways, looking forward to fucking you in your asshole again, you fucking faggot.
:: laughter in background ::
The fuck?
While I do know of a guy named Steve who has a legit reason to hospitalize me, this wasn’t him. I would have recognized his voice. This guy called and left a voicemail from a blocked telephone number, then insulted me with something I haven’t heard since high school. If he had any balls at all, he would have called from a traceable number, or at least identified himself.
As such, I’m mostly just amused by the call. Calling from a blocked number and leaving a prank message? Please. What a little bitch.
The strange thing is that Little Bitch knows the city I live in, my phone number, and that I practice martial arts–though I practice Tae Soo Do, not Tae Kwon Do. I’ve never taken Tae Kwon Do anywhere but Whitewater, and I rarely give out my phone number to anyone, and definitely haven’t done so recently… so I’m at a loss as to Little Bitch’s identity.
Update: Mystery solved. A friend of mine was apparently on a podcast radio show… thing… and they pranked me. More info in the comments.
Voicemail “Greeting”
June 30, 2007 - 2pmPeople frequently complain that I don’t answer my phone, and that I don’t respond to voicemail once I get it. There’s a reason for this, and it’s quite simple: I consider the telephone a device that I use for my convenience, and not for anyone else’s.
As such, if I don’t feel like answering my phone, I usually don’t. There are a few people whom I’ll always take calls from, mostly because I know that they’re not the sort to bug me for free tech support or ask superfluous questions. I’ve been doing this for years. Most people have learned that I don’t respond by telephone, so they email, text or IM instead.
However, up until today, my voicemail greeting didn’t reflect this. (It was the generic “This is Marc, leave a message.”) I’ve replaced it with the following:
“Hi, this is Marc. I don’t really listen to or respond to my messages. If you want to leave me one, go ahead. But don’t expect me to get back to you for a couple days.”
Meme
June 24, 2007 - 7pm- One of your scars, how did you get it?
I have a 1″ scar on my right eyebrow. A friend and I were attacked by a couple drunks while we were out for a walk. It bled so much that a group of twenty people all stopped talking to stare as a cop and I looked for them.
- What is on the walls in your room?
Posters, a large wall mural/hanging thing, and a Japanese woodblock print I found in a snowbank and framed.
- Do you snore, grind your teeth, or talk in your sleep?
Yes. All of them.
- What type of music do you listen to?
I’ve all but given up trying to find any current music that doesn’t suck. The music industry can get fucked in the eye with a crowbar.
- Do you know what time you were born?
No. Should I?
- What do you want more than anything right now?
Meaning and direction.
- What do you miss?
Pedestrians, while driving.
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