Tuesday, January 09, 2007

dude - who dialled my phone?


Have you ever slept walked? What about sleep walking and dialling? I'm famous amongst one of my groups of friends for the drunken dial. I do it with exes. I do it with my current. I dial from night clubs. I dial from bathrooms. If there is a breathalizer for drunk'n'dialling my limit is about 3 glasses of red wine or 4 G&Ts.

Pathetic I know.

But last night I topped myself. There are two versions of this story. The 'conscious' as remembered by me. The 'unconscious' told by my BFF this morning @ 8:20.

Conscious - or so I think.
I went to bed at midnight last night. I was totally tired. Long night of obsessively looking for the perfect job and reading my favourite blogs. I flopped into my awesome, princessandthepea, firm bed. Then at what I thought was 6am, I wake up to my phone ringing. I can see the screen light from across my bachelor. I got out of bed and staggered over to the phone on my desk. The ringer isn't very loud because I have a head set plugged in (I'm not a geek, I was doing interviews yesterday and dishes.) I picked up my phone and my BFF's number is illuminated. The time read: 1:43 am. I was totally bewildered. I drank some water, went pee and flopped back in bed, thinking, 'I should call her in the morning, something might be up....zzzzzz".

The crazy unconscious version
When I woke up this morning I kind of remembered the whole phone thing. I was worried about my BFF as she is NOT a drunken dialler like her buddy. Just as I was checking my 'missed call' history (she called 3x!) she called. She was all scratchy throated, groggy at work. "Miranda are you okay? You called me FOUR times last night." I said, "What you called me?" She said that no I called her at 1am, which she let slide. Then I called her again 3 times in a row at 1:40-1:43. I apologized and she of course being the BFF that she is was all good. I checked my dialled calls and she was right.

Whatthefuck?

So my conclusion: I'm a crazy sleep walker who uses her cell in her sleep. OR there's a ghost in my apartment. Oh yeah and my phillipshead screwdriver was on the counter this morning. I don't remember it being there. Hmmm.

I'm closing my laptop tonite just incase I'm a sleep-emailer. I'm also turning off my cell.

5 Comments:

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At 3:54 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Surround your bed with corn flakes, that way when you start sleep walking, you'll hear the crunching sound and wake up. Plus, you'll never cry over spilled milk again!

 
At 10:39 PM , Blogger elaine said...

i'm a drunk dialer too (come oooover, she says to ger ex at 4am), and a sleep answerer. I've had lucid conversations with people who've called me, but I've been fast asleep. There's no solution except to warn people. I guess just be glad you're not calling 1-800 numbers.

 
At 11:50 AM , Blogger Miranda said...

Did you know they now sell breath-a-lyzers at shopper's drug mart? My friends want to attach one to my cell somehow, so when I blow over my cell automatically freezes. Luckily none of my friends are scientists or electricians.

 
At 7:23 PM , Blogger elaine said...

sometimes, if I know I'm going to be drinking, I will hand over my phone to a friend and say "under no circumstances am I to have this phone", but they have to gives it back to me at the end of the night, and it only delays the inevitable, making the late-night call creepier/ even more inappropriate. I would love a cellphone breathalyzer. For texts especially. So much simpler than restraint or self control.

 

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