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+# Joke CQ that somehow turned into a QSO
+
+2022-12-09
+
+It was 01:08 local time, an hour after midnight. I was explaining what
+I could do with a ham radio license to my roommates, and powered on my
+station (UV-5R). My roommate wanted to know if the cranes in the
+construction site were still in operation, so I scanned from 430.000 MHz.
+It soon became evident not a single fucking soul was on air.
+
+He joked, "hey what if *you* called? Will anyone respond? That's legal,
+right? Given you tell them your callsign and, uhh, stuff."
+
+"Yeah of course," I said. "Wanna try?"
+
+"Haha why not," he turns to the other roommate who's gaming, "hey here's
+your chance to preach about
+[Jiaran](https://zh.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E5%98%89%E7%84%B6)" and he was
+like "lmao alright whatever"
+
+I began transmission, "CQ CQ CQ This is BH4FXW Bravo Hotel Four Foxtrot
+Xray Whiskey here's a message from my roommate" *hands roommate the mic*
+
+"…?? please subscribe to Jiaran thanks meow"
+
+I released the PTT button. "See? Your voice has been broadcast to everyone
+within about one kilometer."
+
+And that was the end of the story. Except it's not. The backlight went on
+and a voice goes:
+
+"BH4FXW this is BH4(redacted) Bravo Hotel Four (redacted). Why are you
+still awake?"
+
+I recognized this callsign, it's my ham friend upstairs.
+
+"OK listen this began as a joke between me and my roommate, but how the
+hell are you on this frequency too"
+
+"This is a pretty common frequency to moniter dude"
+
+Then we exchanged our QTH, RIG and all sorts of parameters and 73'd this
+conversation. I'm glad I didn't go too far in my CQ call I thought no one
+would hear.
+
+The room explodes in laughter for obvious reasons, and that's basically
+how my second QSO went.