Old funny sleepwalkingish story

Several years ago I went back home to my mother’s house for the two week break between fall semester and J-term. (My college was on a 4-1-4 system, with two four-month semesters and a one-month single class term in January.)  My first morning back the phone rang fairly early in the morning – maybe ten o’clock or something – and my sleeping self decided to get out of bed to answer it.  The conversation went something like this.

Me:  Hello?
Professional Sounding Caller: Good morning, may I speak with Patricia X?
Me: She’s not here.
Caller: Oh, well, this is Dr. Appledorn’s office.  May I leave a message for her?
Me:  She doesn’t live here.
Caller: Is this 507-555-1288?
Me (suspicious now):  Well, that is Patricia’s, that is, my mom’s number but I have no idea how you reached me.
Caller (confused):  What? 
Me:  I’m at college, in Vermont, so I don’t understand why dialing that phone number would have reached me here.
Caller:  Um, maybe I should call back.
Me:  Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

I got back in bed and went back to – or maybe continued to? – sleep.  The phone rang a minute later, and I really woke up for it this time.  I remembered a silly conversation and hoped it hadn’t happened in real life.

Me:  Hello?
Caller (clearly disappointed):  This is Dr. Appledorn’s office calling for Patricia….
Me:  I’m so sorry about that earlier, I was asleep and I just got back from college and I must have been really confused.  She’s actually not here, I’m awake now so I can take a real message for you.
Caller:  Ha ha, that’s pretty funny, I thought I must have woken you up.

I took the phone out of my room that day because nothing good could come of it.

January 2, 2007. Words.