Strange phone call, work stories and dentist

Last night close to 9:, my phone rang. I looked at caller ID (great invention) and it came up unknown caller. I don't answer when it has unknown caller or unavailable. I hear a guy say 'hello' on the answering machine. I didn't recognize his voice. Later I was getting ready for bed (9:20. Yes I go to bed early) and the phone rang again. Caller ID again said unknown caller. Figuring it was someone I knew calling after nine, I answered. I was greeted with a man asking to speak to the youngest voter in the household between the ages of 18-59. I asked him if he was kidding me. Nope. He was not kidding me. He repeated the request. I asked him if he knew that it was 9:20 P.M. He said oh and then asked to speak to the youngest male voter in the household of Hispanic, black or another ethnic background that I don't remember now. Needless to say at this point I am very pissed off and the cuss words started to fly. He asked me if anyone in my household fit this group? I said my cat is gray and black and she's about twenty years old. Want to talk to her? He hung up. I was telling my friend at work. She gets very nervous with this stuff because she lives alone too and thought maybe it was someone trying to figure out how many lived in my household. Me, I don't even think about this stuff. So has anyone in blogger land had this experience? Any idea's what the deal with this was?

Okay now a couple of work stories. I had a call from a realtor asking for information. She had a listing and wanted to know if her client's purchased the property and torn the house down would catheter be needed? I asked her to repeat the question. She did. I told her I didn't know if catheter would be needed, but you may need CAFRA (Coastal Area Facility Review Act.) She was not amused. However, I was.

A nice gentleman was in my office yesterday. He told me his name was Mark 'M' and asked if I knew his dad. I told him there were a lot of 'M's' that lived in the Township. And as a matter of fact, our manager is an 'M'. He said he knew because it was his aunt. Oh. Well then. I told him that I have worked with her for 15 years and have never met her husband and asked him what he looked like. He said he looks like me, but older. I said, well he must be a handsome man then. He said, 'I like to think so.'

Had to rescheduled my dentist appointment, so I called this morning. I recognized the voice as being Chris, the hygienist that used to work there a while ago. She is back working there. I asked her if she would be cleaning my teeth. To my great relief, she is. You see, the past couple of times I have been, I end up bloody and stabbed. Yes stabbed. My last appointment, the girl stabbed my lip. I am usually the last appointment of the day and I figured the girl was in a rush to leave. So anyway, I made sure Chris was definitely cleaning my teeth this time and she is. Had to ask if the girl still worked there. Turns out she doesn't. Apparently a lot of people complained about her being so rough, (not me), and they let her go. So anyway, Tuesday's the day. I really don't mind going to the dentist. The strange person I am, I find it relaxing. As long as I'm not be stabbed in the gums and lips.

So I hope everything is well with everyone.