"I hear you"

I started a new job and had to look for an apartment closer to it so I wouldn't have to spend an hour commuting. I quickly found a suitable apartment, made arrangements, and moved in. The apartment was nice, and I would still be living there if not for one incident.

The thing is, I have two phones—one for personal calls, one for business. So one day, while sitting at work, around lunchtime, I realized I didn't have my other phone with me. I thought I'd dropped it on the way, so I started calling, hoping for a miracle. I dialed the number, and immediately someone picked up. I said, "Hello? Can you hear me?" There was nothing in response, just someone breathing into the speaker. I asked again, "Hello, can you hear me?" And then someone hoarsely said, "I can hear you." And then hung up. After that, no matter how many times I called, no one picked up. Of course, I was upset—apparently they'd decided to keep the phone.

I'd been working longer than usual that day and arrived home late. I arrived, had dinner, started watching TV, and suddenly noticed the phone was lying on the nightstand in the room. I was taken aback, picked it up, and saw 16 missed calls and one answered call, which lasted 22 seconds—exactly the same as my daytime call. That's when I decided to move again.