Dinner topic of discussion

Dinner topic of discussion

Instead of having a nice, normal conversation during dinner at Thai Castle with Duy, I decided to be creative and play fun little ice breaker games as if we were freshman in high school again.

Question: If you could go back in time and say anything to a historical figure, what would it be?

Me: I would either ask Hitler, "WHY?!" or have an intelligent conversation/arguement with Plato or Aristotle.

Duy: I would steal Da Vinci's notebook and sell it for like 100 million dollars today. I would ask Hitler how he rose to power and learn his manipulative ways because it would get me ahead in the business world. I would ask Bill Gates what his ideas are and steal them. ( He really did say all these things)


Anyway, rewinding time to when I was awakened at 8:30am by an obnoxious vibration, I checked my phone to see an incoming phone call from an 11 digit number. I figured it would be telemarketers and just let it be. After I ignored it, the phone rang again and whoever was calling was too persistant to be a telemarketer. If it was important enough they would leave a message. After I had fully awaken from my slumber, there were no messages on my phone but 12 missed phone calls from the same tool. From the range of 6:30am - 10:30am this fool had called me in different intervals consecutively. After those hours, I heard no more from this person.

Fast forwarding to about 7 hours later Cody, Duy, Matt, and I decided to watch a movie. There was hardly any competition in deciding whether to watch My Bloody Valentine in 3D or Paul Blart: Mall Cop. I was all for Paul Blart, because A) Scary movies don't phase me and end up being really stupid 95% of the time B) I would rather laugh at a really corny movie then watch a scary movie that isn't scary wishing I had chosen the other movie instead. Since I was with three dudes, there was no arguing macho gore vs. a fat Kevin James... I wasn't totally opposed to the illusion of having a large pick axe thrown at me either. (Which by the way, was NEVER in the movie.)

After we paid for the $12.50 movie, we instantly regretted our decision. We just got ripped. An extra $2.50 for the generic cardboard red and blue 3D glasses? Well, we were WRONG. They were perfectly legit plastic clear glasses and if you didn't know any better I could pass off as a total hipster who purchased a pair of $10 glasses at Urban Outfitters. I'm not a huge fan of scary movies (I'm close minded when it comes to films), but this one was wild and raging with a twisted, almost unpredictable plot. However, I must admit that without the 3D, it would have been just another mediocre movie. It was hella 3D and awesome.

Before the movie began, the long distance number called my phone again. This time I was getting really annoyed. By the end of the movie, this man had reached at least his 25th time calling and would instantaneously hang up. I was taking no bullshit, so I finally called the police to see if I can track this idiot down. The dispatcher was a little skeptical and maybe a bit doubtful that I was giving them an 11 digit number, but minutes later an officer called back and said since it was long distance it couldn't be tracked. I called back this mysterious number, which probably costed me more money a phone call should, and someone finally answers. Sounds like a drunk Indian man and we obviously could not understand each other during our exchange.

Hoping that T-Mobile would be my savior and block this number, they unfortunately couldn't do it. However, they turned off my ability to make and receive international phone calls which won't be activated for another 2 hours. Minutes after, this man calls again. He obviously doesn't understand English because I clearly, and angrily told him to stop fucking calling me. Now my phone is off. You can't blame a girl for being worried about some potential stalker after watching My Bloody Valentine. (: