I'M HOT

haha, i was on my standing frame and it was hot in my apartment (the aids had just opened my windows and not turned on the air conditioner). i always stand alone in my room for 45 minutes in front of the mirror in my standing frame stretching my neck and watching tv, so it's not like anyone else was in my apartment to tell to turn on the air conditioner. so, me, being the cheapass that we all know and love trying to save money because if i would've used my cell phone to call- i would've been charged long distance because they're two different area codes, so i use my home phone and try to use my memory (and we'll see an example of how sharp that is soon) to remember the office phone number to call them and tell them to come and turn on my air conditioner. BAD IDEA. so i call *what i think is the office phone number* and some guy answers the phone, "hello?",  i don't recognize his voice but i don't hesitate to say into the phone, "i'm hot." and the guy kinda chokes a little and says, "what?" and i get annoyed because i'm thinking that he can't hear me and because it's so warm in my room and i say louder, "I'M HOT!" and he chokes again and he manages to say, "who is this?" and that's when i finally realize that i must have the wrong number and i say, "I MUST HAVE THE WRONG NUMBER. SORRY." and i hang up. haha, i can just imagine what i'd be like if some guy called me and the first thing that he said was that he was hot. that's my excitement for the night.. all this trouble when i suppose i could have just used my cell phone with the number saved in it.. which i did later.