Phone Pals
It never bothered me until I was a teenager. Mom used to play cards with her neighbors in Oak Lawn and they usually played at our next door neighbor's house, Ellen Bosco. They would play in the afternoon.
Grandma Emmy would call our house looking for my Mom. One time she said, "Doesn't she ever stay home?" This sweet little old lady wasn't so sweet when Mom wasn't around to answer the phone.
Then she would call to tell me "Tell your Mom I'm taking a bath in case she calls." Or "Tell your Mom I'm vacuuming in case she tries calling and I don't hear her." One day I took one of these "tell your mom" calls and I must have been pms-ing because I angrily gave Mom the message when she got home and told her that she better not expect these kinds of phone calls when I move out because it's not gonna happen. I've never been a phone person and maybe that's why.































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