In the car the other day the kids were talking about phones. Macy was impressing us by rattling off everyone's phone numbers very rapidly after I said that kids do not have to remember things like we used to in the "olden" days! It reminded me of the first time I called home to talk to my Mom after heading off to college. I dialed the number and was disappointed that it wasn't my mother that answered. I could not tell which one of my sister's had answered so I just said,
"Let me talk to mom."
The response was: "No!"
"Quit fooling around, just get Mom" I said.
"Who is this?" Now I was getting angry. I hated when my sisters played this game. I'd only been away at college a week. It was soooo funny to pretend they forgot me.
me: "Very funny, just get Mom."
"Tell me who this is"
me: "fine, this is Ilene, now get Mom."
"I don't know an Ilene"
me: "Would you quit?! This is your SISTER! Just get Mom!"
"I don't have a sister."
me: "What is your problem? Is she there?"
"My Mom is here, not yours"
me: "What is your problem? You know this is not funny at all, right?"
"Its my Mom, not yours. I am an only child"
me: "What? Who is this?"
I was slow, it is starting... (just starting) to sink in that I might have the wrong number.
me: "Is this number 234-5678?"
me: "That's MY number!"
"No, its my number"
It now, (suddenly and finally) occurs to me that I am far from home.... in a different AREA CODE!)