I stopped at a gas station to get a pack, and then climbing back into my pick up truck, I look down at my phone and see I have a missed call. It's my buddy from college, Tommy, who I haven't talked to in over a year. Last I had heard he was playing on a cruise ship somewhere in the Mediterranean. I figured it must be important, so I call him back. Instead of getting Tommy, a woman answers and she sounds royally pissed... I can tell by the tone in her voice. The conversation went a little something like this:
Me: (Realizing it's not Tommy) Uhhh, hey... I had a missed call from this number?
Her: Yes, I want to know who you are and why you are sending naked pictures to my son!!!
Me: .............. what?! (I'm guessing Tommy lives with his Mom now? wtf?)
Her: Someone from this number sent a picture of a naked woman to my 13 year old son! It was VERY OFFENSIVE! (Okay, it's not Tommy's mom)
Me: Woah woah woah lady! Back the fuck up! I don't know who you think you're talking to and I have no idea who the hell you are, or how you got my number, but I did not send anything at all, much less pornography, to your stupid fucking kid.
Her: Well, it came from this number, and it was a picture of a woman's (she hesitates, and her voice lowers to a whisper) breasts... (full volume now) and it had the words GO CATS! written on her chest!
Suddenly it dawns on me what happened. A little over a month ago during March Madness, I sent a picture to all of my old UK friends.
Here's a link to the pic:
Tommy must have a new phone number now. Shit. I hadn't thought about it before, since it had been several weeks ago.
Well, at this point I can't very well go back and apologize after telling this lady to "back the fuck up!" So... I keep on going with my now feigned, formerly legit, outrage....
Me: Look here! .... Uh, Mom! ... You have no idea what you're talking about! I don't give two shits about your 13 year old, and I don't appreciate some stranger calling me and accusing me of being a pervert!
Her: Well! Don't ever call this number again!
Me: What the fuck?! Earth to dumb bitch! YOU called ME! Don't YOU ever call ME again!
Moral of the story: 13 year olds should not own cell phones... unless you're a cool enough of a parent to let your teenage kid see a damn titty every once in a while with out flipping the fuck out.