The other day I was lounging around, half-expecting a call from someone. It kept getting later, and no call. I started to get tired. Finally the phone rang. Throwing caution to the wind, I picked it up and exclaimed, with a certain enthusiasm, “Yah!” In response I heard a very thick and silly accent blurt “IS YOU?!” “IS ME!” I replied. “IS YOUUU?” “ISS MEEE! HERE I YAM!”

Then there was a beat. And more quietly, with a twinge of frustration, still in the same accent: “Sorry. Wrong number.”