{"id":643,"date":"2004-12-13T17:54:00","date_gmt":"2004-12-14T00:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/blog\/?p=643"},"modified":"2004-12-13T17:54:00","modified_gmt":"2004-12-14T00:54:00","slug":"643","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/?p=643","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

Can You Phone In a Curse?<\/strong><\/p>\n

I got home at 4:20am late Saturday night\/early Sunday morning (depending on if you’re an optimist or a pessimist) and managed to sleepwalk through my sleep-prep routine and tumble into bed 15 minutes later. Around 4:45 am, the phone started ringing.<\/p>\n

I don’t know about you guys, but for me, when the phone rings at an unnatural hour, I assume something very bad has happened and someone is calling me to tell me who died. So I always pick it up, even if only by instinct, despite my brain not being in any way awake.
<\/em>
Hello?<\/em>
<\/em>
No answer. I hang up, wondering if maybe I had merely imagined the phone ringing in my sleep-deprived delerium. I throw down the phone into the corner and am asleep before my face hits the pillow, when the phone starts ringing again.<\/p>\n

I have to scramble across the floor to pick it up.<\/p>\n

Hello? <\/em>
<\/em>
Silence.<\/p>\n

Hello?????<\/em>
<\/em>
I hang up, definitely irritated. I don’t have caller ID on the phone in my bedroom, and I know that I should go to the kitchen to check the caller ID there, but I don’t have the energy so I go back to sleep.<\/p>\n

A few minutes later, the phone is ringing again and I let it ring, trying to incorporate it into my dream. It goes silent, and then starts ringing again. I’m seriously peeved at this point. I pick it up.<\/p>\n

Who is this???<\/em><\/p>\n

(I really wanted to say, who the FUCK is this, but even totally pissed off at 5 in the morning, I can’t help but be polite)<\/p>\n

there’s silence, and then someone rattles off something brief in a foreign language, then goes silent. I couldn’t even tell if it was a man or a woman.<\/p>\n

I ask again, Who is this?<\/em>
<\/em>
There’s silence, and then they rattle off something brief in a foreign langauge again, followed by silence.<\/p>\n

I ask again, Who is this?<\/em>
<\/em>
No answer.<\/p>\n

We both stay on the line for a while, neither person saying anything, but neither person hanging up. Finally, I’ve had it so I hang up, but a few moments later, the phone starts ringing again. I ignore it, letting it go to the machine.<\/p>\n

What the hell is that??? If it’s a wrong number from someone in a foreign country, they’re wasting a lot of money misdialing someone who is obviously not the person they’re looking for, as evidenced when my answering machine and I consistently answered.<\/p>\n

Then I started worrying, that maybe someone was phoning in a voodoo curse on me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Can You Phone In a Curse? I got home at 4:20am late Saturday night\/early Sunday morning (depending on if you’re an optimist or a pessimist) and managed to sleepwalk through my sleep-prep routine and tumble into bed 15 minutes later. Around 4:45 am, the phone started ringing. I don’t know about you guys, but for […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-643","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/sbl5mn-643","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/643","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=643"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/643\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=643"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=643"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=643"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}