phone call received by me an hour ago:
“hi. is this mm?” (not my real initials, btw.)
“yes. who’s this?”
“it’s amy fletcher. tony fletcher’s wife.” (the last name is not what i heard, but i can’t remember what she said.)
“hmmm. you must have the wrong mm. i’ve actually found that there are a lot of us.”
“yea. this list is pretty long. so you didn’t go to northwest missouri state?”
“nope. it’s my married name.”
“well, i’m looking for the mm who gave my husband herpes.”
“well, that wasn’t me.”
“besides, i’m from illinois.”
“k thx bai!”
i mean, what are you supposed to say to that?
-good luck on your quest!
-bye bye, boys! have fun storming the castle!
she even asked for me by initials, too, not by name, so i was under the impression that i knew her. and what is she gonna do when she finds the right mm? cuss her out? give her a stern talking to? tell her to meet at the flagpole after school?