B was more than a bit dismayed to find out he is not number one in my book. My phone book that is. It all started when I thought I accidentally butt dialed him:
Me: I think I called you by mistake.
B: I never noticed.
Me: I just know because I dialed #5.
B: Wait. I am number 5 in your phone book?
Me: Um...
B: NUMBER FIVE?
Me: Maybe it is alphabetical?
B: WHAT? WHO DO YOU EVEN CALL?
He then started to name off all of the people I spend time with on the phone proving that he should at least be number 3. As his look of horror and disbelief grew with each passing minute, I happened to query:
Me: Well, what number am I in your phone book?
B: ONE! YOU ARE NUMBER ONE! I PUT AN "A" IN FRONT OF YOUR NAME TO MAKE SURE YOU ARE NUMBER ONE.
Me: Huh. That is so sweet.
B: YOU KNOW WHAT IS NOT SWEET? BEING NUMBER 5.
He then stalked off muttering something about proving your love or something. Turns out that my contacts do not even have speed dial numbers in my new phone, so the 5 meant nothing. I have no idea why I even thought it did. And B is at the top of the list, although I am sure he doesn't believe me.
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Oh my god that was hilarious and so cute! Thank you for a great laugh. :)
LOL!! That is hysterical. I have a random assortment of "Favorites" on my phone. Somehow it includes Pei Wei. And my tenant. My phone somehow adds them on accident. WTF???
Sandie - B didn't think that was too funny. I was actually cracking up inside :)
Jenny - I think your phone knows you better than you think. Who wouldn't have Pei Wei as a favorite?
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