Wednesday Story Day

a cell phone

 

Wednesday again. It came quick this week and we are happy it is here. In recognition of the day I try to write a story which has some deeper meaning than what is presented. I guess you have caught on to my little game by now. This weeks’s story is no exception and tells about a guy getting a call on his cell phone from someone he doesn’t know. I’m sure we all have had such call before. This one may be a little different. I have titled it The Call.

The Call by John W, Howell © 2014

“Yeah hello.”

“Who’s this?”

“Whattya mean who’s this, you called me.”

“I did? Huh must have butt dialed you.”

“In order to butt dial me you needed to have called me before and I don’t recognize your voice.”

“Yours sounds a little familiar, but I am having trouble believing who it is.”

“Alright if this is a crank call let’s just hang up.”

“No wait. I don’t think it is a crank call. Let me ask you something.”

“Make it quick I’m busy and I’m outside and the wind is picking up.”

“Okay okay. Your name is Frank right?”

“Now wait a minute. Who the hell is this?”

“You won’t believe me until I ask you another question.”

“Now you have my curiosity up. What’s the question?”

“You are standing on the corner of Main and Charles right?”

“Yes, yes I am. How do you know? Are you spying on me? If so why don’t you show yourself.”

“No I’m not spying. Damn you are hard-headed.”

“Oh so let’s get to name calling now. I’m hanging up.”

“No don’t do it. Would it surprise you to know I am also standing at Main and Charles?”

“W-What? There is no one here but me.”

“And me.”

“Where?”

“What year is this?”

“Who cares?. You are pissing me off.”

“Just tell me the year.”

“ It’s 2014. Why”

“I thought so. I am here at Main and Charles and it is 2016”

“2016. Now you are sounding nuts.”

“Oh yeah? Try this. You’re Frank. You work at the Savings and Loan. You are not married and live in a one bedroom apartment. You keep cash in your underwear drawer and you haven’t been with a female for two years.”

How did you know all that?”

“I’m you two years from now that’s how.”

“I gotta sit down. You sure about this?”

“I knew it the minute we started talking.”

“How did this happen?”

“I’m not sure, but do me a favor.”

“Yeah what is it?”

“Look both ways when you cross the street from now on. Bye Frank.”

“Wait. Stock prices . . . let me ask you about stock prices. Hello . . .hello?”

22 comments

  1. Charles Yallowitz's avatar

    Stock prices and the winners of the March Madness tournament? I think that’s the one with the ‘bounty’ on a perfect bracket.

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      No living with UConn. Happy Birthday.

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      1. Charles Yallowitz's avatar

        I’m not really into basketball, so I barely understood the reference. 😦

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        1. John W. Howell's avatar

          I don’t either, but since you mentioned the bracket I thought I would impress you with this year’s winner. LOL

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        2. Charles Yallowitz's avatar

          I’m impressed. Also I’m now aware that it’s over. Hard to tell with all the basketball on TV and in the paper.

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  2. Marie A Bailey's avatar

    Gee, I hope Frank took Frank’s advice and looked both ways before crossing the street. But Frank being Frank … probably not 🙂 A real good one, John! And whenever I see that one of the characters is named Frank, I always smile a little, knowing the story will be particularly entertaining 😉

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      Only you know the deep meaning of Frank. Thanks for the nice words

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  3. Audrey Dawn - Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister's avatar

    Never ever hang up on yourself. How rude…

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      You would think he would know better. 🙂

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      1. Audrey Dawn - Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister's avatar

        No kidding. Doesn’t even know himself. How will he make it through traffic at that rate? LOL

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  4. S.K. Nicholls's avatar

    At least Frank knows he’s got two more years 🙂

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      True. Unless he steps in front of a car

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  5. melissajanda's avatar

    Ha! Loved this!

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      I’m glad

      On Wed, Apr 9, 2014 at 12:03 PM, Fiction Favorites wrote:

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  6. Cayman Thorn's avatar

    I love time traveling, but I’m not sure I would want to run into myself. Literally or figuratively . . .

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      That would be the pit. Especially if you were a few pounds heaver in the future.

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  7. Andra Watkins's avatar

    I’d probably take stock picks from a butt-dialer.

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      Good point. This comment made me laugh

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    Kirsten · ·

    Great one John. Where was the two year older me when I was making all my mistakes…Geesh!! lol I hope Frank looked both ways!

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    1. John W. Howell's avatar

      I think Frank was real careful after that experience. We all could use a two year older us. Right? Thanks 🙂

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        Kirsten · ·

        You’ve got that right!!

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