Hopefully that title ain't too ambiguous.
This is how it all started:
Recently, my friend Bryson had been 'pocket dialing' me a crap ton and even admitted to it, but at the same time I had been selling a bunch of Russian stuff on Kijiji. Turns out, it was some guy from Ontario wanting to buy my Ushanka! Except the problem was, before I had figured that out, I text him this;
Me: Who dah hell are you
Me: Staph forgetin' calling me
Me: You almost got me into stuff (I was in class)
Me: Fuk off
Him: Please call [Insert number here]
Once I actually picked up one of his calls, it sounded like my friend, Bryson. I said to him, "Is this Bryson calling me again?"
Then once he asked me about the Ushanka, I figured out it was not Byrson. I know I probably should've told the difference between the number, but they looked almost identical.
I forgeted up guys, and I'm a major idiot. However, to my surprise he didn't run off or mentioned anything about the text. In fact he still wanted to buy more of my other Russian stuff.
I have never forgeted up this bad in my entire life.
