This morning at 8 AM, my cell phone rang. I saw that it wasn't a number in my phone, but thought it might be a friend of mine, who sometimes calls from work.
ME: Hello?
CALLER: (static)...JEN?
ME: Er, yes?
CALLER: JEN!
ME: Who is this?
CALLER: WHERE ARE YOU? WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW?
ME: Excuse me, but who is calling?
CALLER: Is this Jen Corbert?
ME: No, sorry. You have the wrong number.
CALLER: ::Hangs up::
He didn't even apologize for calling me at 8 AM by accident and then shouting at me like some crazed stalker.
I went back to drying the dishes, and I started to imagine how the call would have gone differently if Betony Monroe, the spunky half dryad protagonist of my current work in progress had answered the phone.
BETONY: Hello?
CALLER: (static)...JEN?
BETONY: No.
CALLER: JEN!?
BETONY: Would you shut up and listen to me? I'm not Jen.
CALLER: WHERE ARE YOU? WHERE ARE YOU RI--
BETONY: Wouldn't you like to know. ::Hangs up::
Needless to say, I'm really enjoying this new character.
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