I've been known to have my share of all-nighters, but right now I'd just as soon be asleep. It's about 2:11 AM here, according to the trusty timepiece at the corner of my KDE session, and about 1:40 or so I heard what I thought was my cellphone ringing.
In a panic, I awoke immediately and stumbled half-asleep, in the dark, into the office, where I had my cellphone on the desk. It wasn't ringing. I picked it up, fumbling, and activated the keypad. Nothing -- no missed calls. But how?
I ran to the bathroom for a couple of minutes, emptying out a bit of last night's Mackeson XXX from my system, and crawled back into bed. Then I heard it again -- my cellphone was ringing.
Visions of either an early delivery for my sister or a hurt family member in my mind, I was faster this time, I'm out of the bed and into the office. Except it's not my cellphone. Listening again, I hear it from downstairs. It turns out that Beth changed her cellphone ring from the previous "vaguely pleasant pan-Atlantic island music tone" to the more standard (and louder, since she couldn't really hear the phone that well) "loud ringing" that I have mine set to. It was her phone that was ringing.
I get downstairs just a moment too late to answer it, but I check the missed calls list, and there have been four missed calls. "Shit," I think, "someone must really be hurt or something." Except when I check the number, I don't recognize it.
Anyway, long story short, I call the number back, can't get through, and then a few minutes later they call me back again. "Hello?" I ask. "Is Rick there?" "I'm sorry, you must have the wrong number. There's no Rick here."
The woman was deeply apologetic for waking me up at 1:40 in the morning, and it seems like an honest mistake, but still, it scared me to death -- I'm not used to getting calls at all, especially not that time of night, and I was terrified that something had happened to someone I care about.
Maybe a glass of milk will help me to get back to sleep. Yeah, that's at least worth a try. Thankfully I don't have to be at work until 11:00 tomorrow -- that's eight and a half hours from now. Sheesh.