I’m downstairs folding laundry when I hear my phone ringing. I dash up here because it was the “not assigned to anyone in particular” ringtone. (Dixie, if you’re wondering). Unknown number. 

“Hello?”

“Yes, this is KFC.”

Me: “Okay…”

Chick: “In Lenoir City….”

Me: “Yes?”  Thinking maybe I’ve won lunch for ten or something exciting. Maybe a cruise! Never mind I have never set foot in the KFC in Lenoir city. This is just how my mind works. 

Chick: “We just got your message about the missing chicken in your bag…”

Me, disappointed: “Oh, you have the wrong number. I had Chick-fil-a today.”

She abruptly hung up. Now I’m wondering if she thinks she had the right number & I pranked her. But I really DID have chick-fil-a. The number 7.