I was so wrapped up in Mr. Check Bouncer that I forgot to write about the other spectacularly creepy thing that happened yesterday.
At some point during the day, my cell phone rang and someone left me a message. I forgot all about this until we were getting ready to have our staff meeting after work last night.
I looked at my most recent missed call and my phone said "no number," so I didn't know who had called, but they had left a message, so I called to check my voicemail.
It was a man, with a deep voice (which I did not recognize). And here's what he said:
[long pause]Wassup, Baby. Call me back.
I got a big one. Call me.
OK, so which of you bitches has been writing my phone number on bathroom walls?