I’m Not Jessie

ME: Well, hello there. I’m not sure who you think I am…


HE: Jessie


ME: I’m not Jessie. And I can assure you I am not one to stand anyone up.


HE: What??

HE: Don’t fuck wih me Jessie


ME: I’m not Jessie. Check the number.


HE: This IS the number!!!


ME: Well, I’m not Jessie. Was it a first date?

ME: Perhaps you were given the wrong number, or you entered it incorrectly.


HE: You called me

HE: That’s how I got your number


ME: You know, people can manipulate the number that shows up on caller ID. I don’t know how they do it.

ME: No one has access to my phone… at least not that I recall.


HE: I don’t believe you


ME: I’m not Jessie, I don’t know a Jessie.

ME: I have no idea how people change their caller ID to show up differently.

ME: How did you meet?


HE: A bar


ME: Maybe she has a burner phone with a manipulated caller ID for such encounters.


HE: Haha maybe


ME: So, what bar?


HE: 7 and elm


ME: Where? What city and state?


HE: PA


ME: Well, that narrows it down.

ME: When?


HE: Saturday


ME: I didn’t go anywhere Saturday night.

ME: I don’t go to bars.

ME: I did give my phone number to someone that afternoon.

ME: In a store. There were other customers there.





ME: Hello?


HE: Duck

HE: Duck

HE: fuck


ME: Enjoy your evening.





HE: Sorry

HE: For bothering you


ME: No bother. Nice to chat with you.

ME: I do hope you have a nice evening and meet someone kind and considerate.


HE: Thanks

HE: Me too


ME: You can’t be all that bad. You actually spell all your text words out.


HE: LOL





HE: Seltzer


ME: ?


HE: Pa


ME: Oh.

ME: That’s actually not too terribly far from me.





HE: 8:00?


ME: See you then.

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