Tuesday, May 15th, 2007
I’m in Chicago’s O’Hare, waiting for my connecting flight to Boston, when I receive a very strange phone call from Micah.
“Hi, can you tell me who’s phone this is?” said the voice on the other line.
Uhhhh, sure I can. Ass! And I then proceeded to make fun of him for his lame attempt at trickery.
The phone ended up being with airport security in Wichita.