Again with the crazy phone calls

I think this is what I get for complaining. Last night I didn't feel so hot when I went to bed, it took me awhile (and some medicine) to convince my brain it really wanted to go to sleep. I think it was after one when I finally fell asleep. At 2:09 (yes a.m.) the phone rang! That is really not totally unusual in our house but Danny wasn't on call so I wasn't expecting any phone calls. I squinted at the phone, isn't caller ID great, didn't recognize the name but the number looked vaguely familiar. I answered, saying "hello?", and then to the silence that greeted me "Hello??" I think that is what I said, you know sometimes when you you are still half asleep the words coming out of your mouth don't sound right to your brain, I actually wondered if I was speaking English. (Yes that is the only language I speak, unless babblish counts).
Here is what happened: Zachary tried to call his cell phone yesterday (who knows why) and misdialed one digit. A jealous, freaked out girlfriend scrolling through her boyfriend's cell phone saw an unfamiliar number. Being a smart woman she waited until the middle of the night to call the number and see who answered. Oh no! It was me, the other woman!?!
Okay, honestly, everything I said after, Zachary tried to call his own cell phone and missed a number, is a figment of my imagination. What really happened is: I said hello twice, there was just silence and I hung up. I'll admit I have no idea who was on the other end, man, woman or child. I looked at the number again and, being more awake at this point, realized it was only one number different than Zac's, I thought he must have accidentally called it. I am nice though and did not wake him up to check (I waited 'til morning to ask), or call back the jerk who woke me up.
I think my story makes sense and I challenge anyone to come up with a better one!