I called at my usual time: 4:00 their time. My father answered.
“Well, we’re just sitting here going over some figures. I put some popcorn in the microwave and it started burning and I opened the door and smoke came out and that set off the smoke alarm. Then First Alert called and wanted to know if there was a fire.”
They assured First Alert that there was no fire and First Alert wanted the password and didn’t like the one my parents gave them. So five minutes later, First Alert was convinced there was no problem and hung up.
My dad said, “Sometimes I can’t remember what I want to say, like when I was at the neurologist office and she asked me who the president was and I couldn’t remember right away. She said ‘is it Romney? Is it Bush? Is it Trump?’ It’s Trump, I said.”
So I asked if they had gotten the photo of me that I’d sent them. “No, not yesterday. We didn’t get the mail today yet.”
Me: ”it’s a picture of me and my friends at the dog show.”
“Oh, yeh, three girls. We got that,” he said, “It’s crazy around here sometimes.”
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