okay... erm... i just had a collector call me (i know it was a collector... they didn't say exactly, but one can tell)
anyway... she called. i answered.
collector: "May I speak with Erin?"
me: "who's calling?"
Collector: "Renee"
me: "um... is she a friend of your's Renee?"
Renee: "no, it's a business call"
me: "can I take a message?"
Renee: "no, that's okay, unless, does she have a husband? I can tell him the message"
---- okay... at this point, because i was already pretending NOT to be me... eh... well... I pretended that I was the lesbian lover of me (erin)...
[note: i'm not a lesbian. let's be clear... *insert the overused, immortal words of seinfeld here*]
me: "oh, so she has to have a husband?"
Renee: "yes."
me: "Well, Renee, my partner is not here right now and if she were to have a husband that would be a little uncomfortable when she and i are in bed."
Renee: "um. erm. so she isn't married"
me/lesbian lover: *getting louder* "no, Renee, in the eyes of the law, we aren't married.... besides... SHE would be the one who takes on the role of 'the husband'"
Renee: "um... i... erm..." *click* Renee freaked out and hung up.
quick reminder (for Dec 1st): don't forget to RABBIT RABBIT!!
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