I just had a crazy phone call that is the stuff of every woman's nightmares. Some sicko on the line, complete with heavy breathing and ominous whispering...
"Hello? Hello?" I answered.
"Puff, puff, garble garble," came back in a breathless whisper.
"Hell-o?" I said, a little louder.
More heavy breathing and some indecipherable comment.
My frustration mounting, I yelled, "What do you want?"
Amidst the panting a few urgent words became clear... "I... a big one. It was huge..."
Okay...
"...a buck, I think I got it! (insert heavy breathing) "...I don't know where it went, it's too dark... home late."
Oh. That's all.
"Call me when you find your way out of the woods." Click. (That was me hanging up on my husband.) Looks like I'll have to be the one putting the kids to bed tonight, after all.
1 comment:
You are all too funny.
I got to stay out last night til midnite chatting it up with the girls from MOPS!!
How exciting...this morning was a bit ROUGH though.
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