Out To Get Me

My office phone hates me. I've known this for a while, actually. I'm pretty sure I can hear it giggling before it rings. It's knocked over my coffee mug more than once. It even posts hurtful things about me on Twitter.

But this... wow. This is a new low.



See that CallerID screen? Here's a close-up.



"Not Possible".

I'm hurt. I was only trying to achieve my dreams.