Thro the week, exactly 9 in the morning, I was mistaken by the number of a girl. It’s Friday and I just get up at 9 in the morning to submit the project. As usual a call.
Thank you for waking up. Again the wrong number?
At the end of the wire a pause, and then a laughing voice says:
I don’t have to call anywhere today, it’s my habit.

It’s a pity she doesn’t call me anymore.