So, just now, I got a telephone call. I usually check the caller ID before picking up. It was a number from Washington, DC. Washington? But it was a real number. So I answered.
Me: "Hello." (If there is a pause and no one speaks, I know it's a telemarketer, so I usually hang up.)
Caller: "Hi. Is Nicole Reed there? Is this the Reed residence?"
Me: "Reed? No, there's no one by that name here." (Phew, I think. Wrong number. I can hang up now...)
Caller: "Ms. Redd, then? This is [name unitelligible] from ABC News/Good Morning America. I'm obviously calling about the news story --- hey who's that cutie back there?" (hears Jacob "talking" to the phone)
Me: "Um, I'm sorry. Can you repeat that?!" (Why in the heck is a news agency calling me?!)
Caller: "Yes, Ms. Redd. Well, this is [again, I have no idea] from ABC/Good Morning America. I'm obviously calling about the new story about Jeremiah Wright. You're related to him, right?"
Me: (Laughter!) "Ha! Um, no, I'm sorry, I'm not related to him. I don't know a Nicole Redd. You must have the wrong number. Thanks. Bye"
Hysterial laughter continues as I proceed to sit down at the computer to write this down so as to preserve the incident for posterity (and hopefully get Jacob to return to his afternoon nap).