Today was another day for creepy calls at Baskin. About ten minutes before I got off work, some guy called me. Sometimes my friends do call me on the store phone, so when the guy said, "Hey Chelsee, are you busy?" I wasn't really thinking anything of it. "I said, "Yeah a little." He said, "You are really? Does that mean I can't talk dirty to you?" I was having trouble hearing the phone, so I hoped that this guy hadn't said what I thought I had just heard, and I was still trying to figure out if this was someone I actually knew, so I walked into the backroom. He then said, "Did you go somewhere that no one can hear you so I can talk dirty to you?" I could hear everything he said when I walked into the back, and I realized that I had no idea who I was talking to, so I said, "Who is this?" He said that his name was Jessie and he wanted to talk dirty. I said no, and he wanted to know why not. At this point I hung up, EXTREMELY disturbed.
About 5 minutes later, he called me back. He wanted to know why I wouldn't let him talk dirty to me. I hung up without saying anything back to him. Then I called Justin. When the old owner had the store, she blocked everything that cost extra on the phone bill. No *69. I called Justin, told him what happened and asked if we could unblock it so that I could tell who was calling. He said that if it happened again we could call the phone company and turn the guy into the police. Luckily, the guy never called back.
I was thankful that the girl coming in after me actually showed up about ten minutes early, so she was there for the entire thing. It made me feel safer that she was there. It creeped us both out, but there is saftey in numbers.
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