In a new development to a previous story.
Anyone who still gives a crap about my cute Hungarian hockey player boy at work:
Wednesday, before I got to work, we got a phone call. From a guy with a foreign accent, who was asking for me. I wasn't there yet, and so my boss (who answered the phone) offered to schedule him an appointment. Very nervously, he said he didn't want to make an appointment--he just wanted to talk to me, so he would call back later.
Unfortunately, he hasn't called back yet. It HAS to be him, however, I have no other clients with a foreign accent!
I'm quite curious about him being nervous--I'm not intimidating!
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