My Textual Encounter With A Stranger

 
I just exchanged this out-of-the-blue-from-a-stranger text conversation. I changed the names a bit to hide the innocent, but this is how it went…
 
UNKNOWN CALLER: Hey this is Sarah Stonebro the one you thought was Sarah charflick.:p
 
ME: Why hello there Sara Stoneflick! It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance! But i cant say that I’ve ever met either you or your counterpart Sarrah Charborough. In fact, i don’t know if i’ve ever even met a Sarra before. Is that even a real name? Sounds made up to me…
 
SARAH: Haha sorry…I typed the number wrong by one number. I have to say I was quite amused by your reply though. And yes it is a real name, though your combo’s sound much better.
 
ME: Ah, one might say that you actually typed in the right number while attempting to type in the wrong one. It makes me wonder why you would even try to type in the wrong number? But if I get caught up on that question, we would both be here all night. Best of luck with that wrong number, hope you find the wrong person you are looking for!
 
SARA: I missed the second half of that text. But yes, one could say that I suppose
 

I started to reply, but she replied just before I pressed SEND. This was my failed response     …. “Oh, that is really too bad… The second half was probably the funniest thing I’ve ever said (or texted), so funny that The Universe will never allow me to say it (or text it) again as it would probably disrupt space and time. It was just that funny.”   ….    but her reply came through first. It really was her loss …

SARRA: Ha ha, got it. Thanks, I found the right person. And Thanks for the bit of amusement  from a random text. Have a good night.
 
ME: Oh, that’s too bad… I was working on a really witty reply! I’ll have to save it for next time…     Have a wonderful night!
 
SARRAH: Aww well I’m always amused by witty banter.
 
(I should have stopped there, but…)
 
ME: Well I have wit up to my armpit. And i can rhyme too. And i can spell rhyme too (it’s harder than you might think… it took me several times to get it right). Yes, armpit was a poor choice of words, but what else was I supposed to use? Time is of the essence when displaying wit… which I’m sure i just displayed.

SAERAH: Why yes, you must be quick with these things. The first thing that comes to mind isusually the best thing to say in these cases, even if it is armpit. <smiley face>

ME:  I Knew you’d be back… I won you over with the poetry, didn’t I? No one once taught me that the way to a women’s heart (and texting thumbs) is to form two sentences that end with similar sounding words. It’s worked every time i try it. This was my first attempt.

 
SAYRAH: Yes I’m sure it was the poetry. Somehow the word armpit caught me. Haha Hmm, no one once taught you? Seems to me no one is a smart someone… that is if no one was a someone.
 
ME: So you’re trying to confuse me with your circular logic? I warm you that I’ve dueled minds with many a mighty mind. Every duel ended in a draw. Drawing is always a good way to settle issues. As you can guess, i draw a lot. (that was implying that I have a lot of issues)
 
SAERRAHH: Confuse you? Now, why would I try to do something like that…Did it work? Though it is rather late for a duel…I’m not sure I’m at my full duel potential. I do agree, however, a draw is a good way to solve many issues.
 
ME: Well, we’ve reached a consensus that drawing is good. And that it is late. And that we may not be at our best. This duel of mind and wit is looking like it may come to a draw. Just as I had initially planned.
 
SAIRAH: Hah, well I guess I will have to agree to a draw then at this time. Even if it were only to help you in your planned sucess. I would hate to be known as the random person who enjoys foiling others plans via text message.
 
ME: Well Saerah, that leaves us tied one-one. The bases are loaded and both goalies have been pulled, the crowd is on their feet.. and then what? We just may never know… Good night my new friend Sairah, tomorrow you’ll wake up and wonder is this was all a dream. And when you realize it wasn’t, you’ll wish it was.
 

by DJ Mikey Bones on Jan.13, 2012