a memory

I was in the balcony, loading the washing machine. I heard faintly someone calling. I thought no one can really see me from where I was standing, so what was it. I looked around, maybe decided it is someone calling out from below, trying to shoo away the pigeons. 

I hear it again, this time convinced it is someone calling me and then I see her through the window which is smudged with years of dust. She was laughing hard. She said it was real funny to see me confused and looking around. 

She asked if I get called like this ever, whom did I expect it to be?