December 07, 2005
A Play in One Act
Setting: Wenchie's kitchen, late afternoon.
Phone: Ring! Ring!
Caller I.D.: BILLI
Wench: [picks up phone] Hello?
Phone: BEEP! BEEP! BEEP-BOOP-BOOP! BEEEEEEEEEEP!
Wench: Hellooooooooo!
Phone: BEEP-BEEP!
Wench: GAH! [hangs up, grabs cell phone, dials Billi]
Billi: Hello?
Wench: Take. Your cell phone. Away. From the Boy Child.
Comments
My son used my cell phone to call 9-1-1 over and over and tell them there was a building on fire. While he was at school. After he'd snuck out of his class. And hid in the bathroom. To call 9-1-1. Over and over. To tell them there was a building on fire.
The building was on fire the day before he made the calls.
Parenthood is fascinating!
Posted by: Queen of Ass at December 7, 2005 03:43 PM
Sorry. You'll be happy to know that after he called you (and before you called me) he turned on the lock feature on my phone and I had no idea how to unlock it, so I had to go to the U.S. Cellular store to have them do it.
Posted by: Billi at December 8, 2005 04:49 PM