Wrong number Fuck

My house phone decided to ring in the most inauspicious hour - the nap hour.
Me : “Hello.”
Someone : “Hello ?”
Me : “Yes, hello.”
Someone : “Is Jeffrey Ong at home ah ?”
Me : “No. No such person. Sorry.”
Someone : *Hangs Up*

Now that was fucking rude. He never apologised for interrupting my peace. Without another thought I dove straight onto my bed and tried to resume my bedwetting dream.

Minutes later…

Phone : *Ring*

Me : “Hello?”
Someone : “Hi…”
Me : “Yah ?”
Someone : “Jeffrey at home or not ?”
Me : “Wrong number lah.”
Someone : *Hangs Up*

I went back to my bed again, but this time I’m really pissed off. I swore if that fucker called again I’m gonna explode and shout every single derogatory remark at him.

Really kanasai!! So hate!!