Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Bathroom Monologue: Caller Id, Redux

I used to have Caller ID. It broke and now I'm left with caller id, which only tells me what the person wants. I have to guess who'd want that thing. If it's "Sexual" then it's probably not Mom, but Mom could want anything. "Your location," "To see you," "To talk for half an hour about wallpaper" - all of these could be covert Mom calls. She can even fake what she wants. Twice now she's pretended "To help pay off student loans" just to nag me about doing my laundry at her place. Dad's never like that. He only calls "To bitch about the Yankees" or "To get you to call your mother."


  1. How sweet! I wish I had that kind of caller ID!

  2. Caller id, what a concept! Most of the calls here would be either "To sell you $#!+" or "You're late on your bills again."

  3. Moms...oh, wait. I am one. :) Happy Thanksgiving, John!

  4. Hmmm...I need that for my son. Because, as a Mom, I never believe that he's calling for the stated reason or to say "Hi". The other day, he wanted to know his blood type. I envisioned him calling from the emergency room, having severed a limb and needing a blood transfusion. (It only dawned on me a few seconds later that he probably wouldn't be the one making the call if that were the case.) Of course, I never nag him or pry...

    Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours! :-)


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