I don't have anything to write today, so I am stealing from my real diary.
Sunday night, January 9, 2000
Paul and N on the phone, laughing over a wrong number: A woman called and Paul answered, telling her it was a wrong number. The second or third time she called, he just played along:
Woman: Chéri?
Paul: Oui?
Woman: Ça va?
Paul: Mway... [= Mmm, ouais]
Woman: Pourquoi tu n'es pas allé à la soirée?
Paul: Bof, j'avais pas envie....!
N was literally rolling over and over on the rug with laughter (with the mobile phone)....
[Translation:
--Darling?
--Yes?
--You okay?
--Yeah.
--Why didn't you come last night?
--Bof, I didn't feel like it! ]
is it wrong that i ALWAYS find it amusing when people mess around with those who have called the wrong number?
Posted by: michelle | 24 January 2007 at 23:22
LMAO! that is a crack up! I love it!!! I love messing with the telemarketers in French...now that is good times.
Posted by: riana | 25 January 2007 at 10:03
I used to call the spanish embassy and when someone pick up the phone saying "allo", I screamed a big "olé"...That's why they bought an answering machine!!!
Posted by: JOUJOU DE PARIS | 25 January 2007 at 11:22