Who Had the Baby?
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There have been times in our lives when my brother and I have gone unheard.
It's not that our parents don't love us. They just don't want to pay attention all the time, I guess.
The whole family would be hanging out in the living room, watching television. Marcus and I would start up a conversation. At some point, we would direct a question toward my parents.
And there would be no answer.
"Mom? . . . Dad? . . . Mom? . . . Dad? . . . MOM!!!"
Eventually, one would turn to us, totally oblivious to the conversation.
This stuff still goes on!
Unfortuanately for me, this obliviousness to my conversation isn't limited to just my parents.
Let me just say here that I know I can ramble. Really, it's what I do best. I inherited the trait from my grandmother.
But if you don't want to hear it, don't call me! Find an excuse to leave. Don't just ignore me!
Last week, a friend of mine called me up. We had a jolly old chat. Blah blah blah.
I started telling a story about something that had happened over the weekend. "You know how this happens when that happens?"
. . .
"I've told you about that . . . haven't I?"
. . .
I'm not exaggerating when I tell you that there was then a ten second pause. Seriously. I counted. I counted and waited for the friend to say something. At eleven, I got "Wow."
Needless to say, the phone conversation didn't go on much longer.
Soon thereafter, Casey called me. Because I'm a big baby, I told him what had happened during the previous phone conversation and whined "I think you're the only person who always listens to me!"
"Well, sometimes I don't really listen."
At least he's honest . . .
Happy birthday, Casey!
I always listen!
is phred with an "ph" or an "f"?
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