{"id":792,"date":"2005-03-14T20:23:00","date_gmt":"2005-03-15T03:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/blog\/?p=792"},"modified":"2005-03-14T20:23:00","modified_gmt":"2005-03-15T03:23:00","slug":"792","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/?p=792","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Did I Ever Tell You the One About the Writer&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><\/strong>First of all, sorry for the length of time between posts. My computer has been debilitated by a virus. 59 pop-up ads in under 3 minutes! Nasty.<\/p>\n<p>So I had this dream the other night where somehow, I misdialed on my cellphone and instead of whomever I was trying to reach, I accidentally called Kate, our resident Hot Librarian. So rather than saying, &#8220;Hey Kate, this is Julia, I&#8217;m sorry but I misdialed,&#8221; I tried to disguise my voice and just said, &#8220;Sorry wrong number&#8221; before promptly hanging up. Then I spent the rest of the dream worrying if she recognized my voice.<\/p>\n<p>When I woke up, this reminded me of a similar incident from my waking past.<\/p>\n<p>In college, I wrote film, TV and book reviews for the school paper. One of the books I reviewed really spoke to me so on a whim, I decided to write the author a fan letter, telling him how much I appreciated the book and included a clipping of the four-star review. A few months later, to my surprise, the author wrote back and was equally excited, as apparently, I was his first ever fan letter. Thus began a steady correspondence as he found out that I, too, was a writer, and I found out that he lived in Berkeley which is 30 minutes away from my hometown. That summer, we arranged to meet face to face at a coffee shop in Berkeley. I was 19 and he was 39. I was painfully shy but I think he was excited to meet a fan, so we talked about writing and literature and life itself. We kept in touch and we met up again the next summer. I brought him my writing portfolio of short stories I had written over the last year at school. We chatted again, like old friends, and we talked a bit about our personal lives. Of course, being 20 and a bit of a social recluse, I didn&#8217;t have much to say. I can&#8217;t remember how personal his stories were but to be honest, nothing really fazes me. That night, I went home and tried to dial a friend of mine to see if he wanted to hang out. But instead, I dialed this writer&#8217;s number. He picked up and I realized what I had done, but instead of identifying myself and telling him that I had misdialed, I just hung up.<\/p>\n<p>Well, he *69&#8217;d me and called back. I picked up and hung up. He did it again so this time, I picked it up and I was like, &#8220;Hey, what&#8217;s up?&#8221; He asked me why I called and I said, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t call.&#8221; He said, &#8220;Yes, you did. I star-69&#8217;d you.&#8221; And I just said, &#8220;Oh.&#8221; So instead, he started talking about liking my writing so it wasn&#8217;t that big of a deal. Did I act like a retard? Yes. Do I have any idea why I acted like a retard? No. The actions of Ms. Julia often make no sense within the realms of this universe.<\/p>\n<p>I always felt awkward about that episode and we lost touch for a while, until a few years ago, after I had been firmly entrenched in Los Angeles, I got an email from him. He explained that he happened to be googling women whom he&#8217;d wanted to sleep with but didn&#8217;t get the chance to, and found some sites with my movie on it. So he wanted to say hi. I wrote back that I was happy to hear from him and asked him what he&#8217;d been up to.<\/p>\n<p>Until a few days later, it hit me. Wait a minute&#8230;he had wanted to sleep with me?<\/p>\n<p>I was the most clueless, innocent, naive kid, just meeting an author she liked, hoping to gain a mentor. It totally went over my head that he might have ulterior motives.<\/p>\n<p>So the moral of my story is:<\/p>\n<p>If you misdial someone you know, just identify yourself and say that you misdialed because chances are, they have Caller ID. And moms and dads&#8211;don&#8217;t let your kids write fan letters to figures who are twice their age.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Did I Ever Tell You the One About the Writer&#8230; First of all, sorry for the length of time between posts. My computer has been debilitated by a virus. 59 pop-up ads in under 3 minutes! Nasty. 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