So I get a call from a “Wireless Caller” (my caller ID can be frustratingly vague all too often) on the home phone.
The guy, who sounds like he just woke up, without stopping for the usual ritual of greetings or identification, asks if there will be food at the Taste of Amherst Wine and Brew Review.
I hit the MainStreetAmherst.org website to check, as I wasn’t sure. I knew that you got grape and hops-based alcohol and a dandy glass to take home, but I wasn’t sure about food. I would assume that there would be some kind of Horse Divorce (the true pronunciation of hor d’oeurves).
So I checked the site, found no info, except for a phone number for information.
I shared that information with him. He thought that was the number he had dialed. I told him that that it wasn’t.
Without an apology or a thank you for the information, he hung up.
YOU’RE WELCOME!
Weird.
and the weirdness gets weirder every day. sheesh