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It’s 4 in the morning, and I get three calls on my intercom. I wake up at the second one, get up, put my glasses on, walk over to the phone. It stops ringing.

I assume it is someone's lost friend. I sit on my dining table for 10 minutes in case it’s a lost soul desperately trying to reach some other flat.

No call. Cool. I go back to bed.

04:30. I get three calls again. This time I wake up at the first one but then it stops ringing. I decide it was a weird dream and turn back into bed.

Nope! Ring! I get up, put my glasses on, waddle over to the phone, it stops. I get the faintest hint of Amazon blue but no. It can’t be. Amazon doesn’t deliver at 4.

I go back to bed.

It’s now 5. I get another call. I am now annoyed. I would like to sleep. This is now either the most desperate person or actual children.

I get up, put my glasses on, sprint to the phone. It stops. I couldn’t see who it was. Damn.

I text my super asking him if he knows what’s going on. I message my landlord just in case. We are all equally confused. Again, it's 5 in the morning on a Saturday.

I decide to detach the receiver and leave it aside. No more calls. Welcome back 1990. intercom

My landlord texts me, asks me to check my email. Guess what michael