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"So it's just a regular phone."
"Uhuh."
"With no anomalous properties."
"Well not exactly. Look, when you hit dial, it always transfers to this hot yoga studio."
"That honestly just sounds like a bug in the phone softwa-"
"No, no, no, watch this, it's crazy!"
"Uh, you already showed me, I don't need to see it again… Listen, the reward was offered to anyone who can prove that they've come into contact with something anomalous. Not… Uh… this. This is a cellphone bug."
"Dude, this is like crazy weird though. Like I call my mom, it rings, I'm waiting, and BAM the administrator at this hot yoga studio answers."
"Is this a joke to you? Do you even know what anomalous means?"
"Bro, I am telling you, this thing is like anama.. anemi.. It's weird as fuck."
"I can have you committed for being this stupid."
"Bro, man.. I wouldn't lie about something like this. You legit have to believe me."
"I believe you are an idiot."
"Please dude… I need help. The phone-"
"-Has a bug caused by human error. Don't overthink this."
"You people are scammmmers man. Your lowball reward isn't worth jack anyway.
Feeling defeated, Denkel Jinkinbottom walked away from the undercover agent with a proud smile that faded with each step. Nobody understood the severity of his inconvenience. Ever since his visit to Eternal Love Hot Yoga Emporium, Denkel could only contact the yoga enterprise. Regardless of what platform, all of his outgoing calls, emails, and texts, were redirected to Suzie, the master yogi and administrator, who was kind, but only ever wanted to schedule his next visit. Having lost friends, loved ones, and multiple job opportunities from lack of contact, Denkel cried himself to sleep that night as he had on many before. He hated yoga and nobody would help him.
