First phone call from Toni, my soon to be roommate, two weeks ago.
T: Hey, do you have a white dress?
Me: (distracted, working) Ummm, what? A white dress what?
T: Yeah, a white dress.
Me: Yeah, yeah I guess (does a mental inventory of her closet). Yes, I do.
T: Ok, can you send me a pic of that?
Me: Ok, sure, whatever.
Second call from Toni:
T: They loved it! You're perfect!
Me: Huh? Wha-? Who? What are you talking about?
T: I sent your picture to an agency; I'm photographing an appliance of theirs.
Me: Ok, so?
T: They need a woman who looks like a young housewife.
Me: A young housewife?
T: Yes.
Me: And you sent them my picture?
T: And they approved it. Are you free tomorrow?
If you see me driving past you in the city, wave hello!
