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When you're in a deep sleep and the phone rings at that hour, your heart drops and you prepare for bad news. I've never received a 'good' phone call that late at night.
That's the type of call I gave my aunt when my grandpa (her dad) died at 4:30 in the morning. It's a horrible feeling.
But there I was, sleeping when the phone rang. I quickly got out of bed, ran over to it and did a quick glance at the caller ID to see who it was. SL Comfort Inn it said. I was confused, so I answered. "Hello?"...no one.
A click.
They hung up.
WTF?
At least apologize to me for calling, waking me up and scaring my ass at that hour.
So I called the number back. It just rang. Don't know who the bastard was or why they were calling. I guess it was a wrong phone number, which is understandable. But still...
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