At 10:24pm. Phone rang. Private number.

Note: CW – crazy woman

CW: Hello!! Can I speak to Mr. xxx??

Me: Huh? I think you called the wrong number.

CW: I am Tracy xxx (same surname as the Mr. above). I am looking for xxx urgently.

Me: This is not xxx. You called the wrong number.

CW: NO! I saw this number (mine) on his phone bill! He must have called you!

Me: Huh???!!! I don’t know him.

CW: I am calling from KL..er..Penang. Is he there?

Me: (KL or Penang???) You know, this is Singapore.

CW: I know!! He is in Singapore now! Is he with you??!!!! Get him to pick up the phone!!*almost screaming her head off*

Me: (Fuming) NO!!!! I don’t know whoever xxx you were talking about!! YOU HAVE CALLED THE WRONG NUMBER!!

I hung up.

I wonder who this xxx was. My number on his phone bill??? Then I recalled that this CW (with private number) has called me several times in the afternoon when I was in my class. -_-

A fine evening was totally screwed by this mad screaming woman. I joked to my friend that I won’t even know what happen if some mad woman came to pull my hair on the street one day. If next time she called again, my friend said that I should irritate her.

Such as…

Me: Ya why?? He is with me. SO? You want to fight? Come lah!! You take a plane to look for me!”

*then pretend to speak to xxx*

“Hey darling!! Your that ugly screaming mad wife is on the line. You want to speak to her??

I am so bad…

I am just joking ok? Don’t play play. May be this mad woman has some detective hooking my line on some GPS trying to track my coordinate down. You never know. Almost everything is possible if you have $$$ in Malaysia.

I think I watched too many shows like this.

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