Wrong Number

I had to cancel my long sought after physical therapy appointment today because every time I bend my head starts pounding.  Then I called my dad.  Voici our conversation:

Me: Dad? Dad?
Line:
Me:  Dad?  Geez, will you stop letting the baby answer the phone?
(calling back)
Me:  How are you?
Dad:  Uh, ok.  How are you?
Me:  Well I had to cancel my physical therapy appointment and I'm working right now then I'm going to take a nap.  What are you doing?
Dad:  I'm sitting here with the baby, but I think you might have the wrong number.  Who are you trying to reach?
Me:  DAD!!!

This guy didn't know who I was because of my voice.  He said at first he thought I was Giovanni, then he thought that I was some old lady that had dialed the wrong number.  He wasn't sure, but he was confusèd.

Yep, my voice sounds so shitty even my own father didn't know who I was.