I got one of those grandma calls once on my landline when I still lived in Connecticut. Happened around a year ago, after we purchased the house down here. The call went something like this (and remember - I have trouble distinguishing words if I'm unable to read the lips of the person talking):
Caller: "Hello, grandma?"
Me: "Huh?"
C: Grandma it's me.
Me: "Excuse me?"
C: It's me, your grandson.
Me: You're not my grandson.
C: Yes, it's me, don't you remember?
Me: If I had a grandson I'm pretty sure I'd remember.
C: But grandma it really is me!
Me: Dood. I don't have any *#)!$ grandkids you dumb*$$ )#)*($#@##%^
C: CLICK
It was the oddest call I ever got. I don't have any children - and therefore, no grandchildren either.
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