Friday, September 11, 2009

Come Right In! No, seriously.

The following conversations took place on Wednesday, Sept. 9th, 2009 at 4:35 PM.
The names are changed to protect the stupid. And our location.

Nicole: (standard greeting)

Lost But Found: Hi. We're trying to find you guys?

N: Ok. Where are you?

LBF: On Main Street?

N: Ok, that's our street. Where on Main Street are you?

LBF: We're at 5555 Main Street?

N: That's where we are.

LBF: And we don't know where you guys are at? Cause there's a big building in the way.

N: (pause) The building with the 5555 on it?

LBF: Yeah...it's this big brick thing.

N: That's...that's us. That's where we are.

LBF: I can't see you guys.

N: Ok. Go inside. We're...inside the building.


I just am interested in what they thought we should look like. Any ideas? A stereo shaped structure? To be fair, it's an unmarked bland looking building except for the large 5555 Main Street on the front of it. Who knew that'd be where they wanted?

So they arrive inside and I learn quickly that their drive from (far away destination) has left the woman in need of a restroom. I tell her she'll need to go upstairs one floor by elevator.

LBF: Ok. Upstairs. Up these stairs? (points to the stairs in they lobby that won't go where she needs to go)

N: No. Those elevators right out there.

LBF: Can't I just go up these stairs? (she begins to just go up these stairs)

N: No. They don't go where you need to go. You'll need to go out to that lobby and take one of the elevators up to the second floor.

LBF: Ok. (begins to leave to do so) So...up to the...

N: Second floor.

LBF: And this is the...

N: We're on the first floor. Just go in and press the 2 in the elevator.


I'm happy to say, she made it to the restroom. When she came back and was filling out paperwork to claim her prize, she couldn't answer the question of what contest had she played.

N: Oh, that's ok. No one ever remembers that.

Her teenage son, who had been quiet this whole time and seated in one of the chairs in the lobby, looks up and adds:

Teenage Son: ...Be the right caller?

Which...to me...I mean what other radio contests are there?


This woman won a fly fishing pole and they carried it out of the place not fully understanding what it was, or how to hold it. I couldn't help but flash forward to them on their very first fishing trip:

LBF: We tried to catch somethin' but there were all these FISH in the way!

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