Well actually, it's FIVE missed calls. From an international number. At fucking 5:30 in the morning. I don't know anyone who lives in any foreign countries and if any of my asshole friends ended up in a Tijuana jail, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be the first person they called. Also, there's no voicemail message.
Why are people so goddam stupid? When I didn't answer the first time, and the phone went to voicemail, if you knew me, you should have left a message. If you heard the voicemail message and realized that you didn't know me or perhaps that you didn't even understand the language the voicemail was in, why the fuck did you call back FOUR MORE FUCKING TIMES? You're lucky I was already up for work.
I refuse to answer calls from unknown numbers and there's no way in hell I'd ever answer a call from an unknown international number, because part of me is convinced it's gonna be that same douchebag who keeps sending me e-mail and just happens to be the son of a late Nigerian warlord and needs my special help in moving his money out of the country. Fucking Nigerians.