So, this is random, but a telemarketer called my house at 11:00 PM tonight. What the fuck? I had headphones on and when I heard the phone ring I glanced at the time in the menu bar of my computer, and then I jumped up because I thought it was probably someone calling me to tell me someone died. But it wasn’t. It was some Indian telemarketer who couldn’t pronounce anything but told me his name was “Ben.” I’m sure it was. Because, you know, if I believe his name is Ben, that’ll somehow make up for the fact that he fucking called my house at 11:00.
