I just called to say… I loathe you

I got a new phone a couple of days ago. Once the service was switched on, I was surprised to find that I already had 8 text messages. The first read:

hope I can find someone

just as good as you were

to me just…………… without

the lies and heartache

This is the last segment of a page-long Been Dumped rant that was split across the half dozen SMSs.

Later that night the phone rang. I answered, and there was a pause on the other end. Then a deep voice ventured, “…Amanda?”

The next day I got a voice mail, possibly left by Barry White himself. The man wants her to be his valentine, aw yeah, and ends the call by sending a kissy-smacky noise down the line.

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