I'm not a phone person. I hate talking on the phone for more than 15 minutes, even if its with a love interest. My phone is not always with me; I leave it in my room when I'm hanging around the house, in the gym locker when I'm working out and definitely in my car when I'm out shopping. I end up missing a lot of calls and I usually never call back. This of course drives all of my friends mad but they are sort of used to it.
So lately I've missing a lot of calls from Egypt. I don't have any Egyptian friends, I don't know anyone in Egypt and I didn't post my resume for any positions in Egypt. I kept squeezing my brain on who the heck it could be calling me from there. I was clueless.
After about two months of missing the calls from Egypt, once again my mysterious caller called me yesterday twice while I was at a funeral, so I decided it was time to call back and find out the deal.
Well Ladies and Gentlemen, My caller from Egypt for the past two months turns out to be a young Egyptian chap named Mamdoo7, who happens to be really interested in getting to know me in an honorable way, and is madly mesmerized by my voice, and will be thinking about me all night, and would kindly appreciate it if I would credit his phone or send him a money order so that he can afford to facilitate our profound romance.
