Drew

So I was out at the bar with friends when I got a call from Bert, a guy that I met a few months prior. We only hung out once and our phone conversations dwindled over time, but nonetheless, I was happy to hear from him. As per usual, I addressed him by his middle name, Drew, and told him I’d call him back once I left the bar.

When I arrived home, I was excited to call Drew because I wanted to catch up and perhaps set up a time to hang out again and the conversation went like this:

Me: DREW!!!!!!! What up!

Him: Nothing much. Just chillin. How have you been?

Me: I’ve been well…Can’t complain. I see you’ve been doing pretty awesome, well according to instagram at least! lol I saw you living it up on your birthday poppin bottles having a good ole time! Happy belated by the way! I see you’re a fellow [insert zodiac sign] like me, which makes you even cooler!

Him: Huh? I think you have me mixed up.

Me: Pardon? Ummmm I swear I saw you on Instagram having a party for your birthday a couple of weeks ago.

Him: I don’t have instagram…my birthday isn’t for another two months.

Me: Oh….

I took a long pause and immediately grew silent because I couldn’t fathom why Bert/Drew was acting all strange. Initially, I thought he was joking because, after all, he answered me when I called him by his middle name, Drew; however, he didn’t laugh, not once, during the conversation which left me a little uneasy.

So I took the phone away from my ear to make certain I wasn’t trippin’ and, unfortunately, I was!!!! Not only was I NOT talking to Bert Drew, I was talking to Berto Jones. [OH SH*T!!!!!!!]

THIS DATE IS OVER!!!!!!!!

It took me a moment to figure out who the hell Berto Jones was, but then the lightbulb finally went off and I said to myself “OH!!! The guy from the Asian restaurant.” [FACEPALM!]

I tried to play it off by talking about things that were related to the Asian restaurant that we went to a couple of months prior, but he wasn’t feeling it at all [UNDERSTANDABLE!]. So I quickly ended the conversation and, as soon as I hung up, I erupted in hysterical laughter which later grew into confusion because I could not for the life of me understand “Why the f*** was he answering me when I called him Drew?” [AWKWARD!]

Ah well! You win some…you lose some and clearly I lost. LOL!

Moving forward, I will be triple checking my caller ID before I answer the phone.

Sincerely,

Damn You Alcohol!!!

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