So I’m riding my bike home from work as I do every day. I have my phone in my back pocket and listen to my playlists while riding but on occasion someone calls me – usually no more than a few people who know that I might be going 35mph downhill or approaching death climbing a hill while talking to them.
I get this call yesterday while on my bike.
Voice: Hi this is Rob Cole, I need a ride @ 5:30 today.
Voice: you know how you said you could drive me on occasion? well I need a ride at 5:30.
Me: I think you have the wrong number.
Voice: I can’t really hear you, are you on your mobile?
Me: I don’t know who you are, you have the wrong number (I haven’t actually figured out the hang up button on my headphones)
Voice: It’s really choppy, can you hear me?
Me: I’m riding my bike. Up a hill.
Voice: gosh, I can’t really hear you.
Me: that’s because I’m riding a bike. I’m ON A BIKE. (I figure if I’m rude he’ll hang up and my music will magically turn back on).
Voice: Can you see your phone?
Me: No, I’m on my bike. I can’t see my phone.
Voice: ok, can you get a pen and paper and write down my number? I need a ride at 5:30.
Me: Sure, hold on….. ok
Voice: here’s my number
Voice: I’ll call you right back.
Which he does. And leaves a whole message about me giving him a ride. At 5:30.