Never be afraid to get dirty, but be sufficiently sure-footed to avoid the abyss of contamination.

Not the First Time

The following phone call occurred today at 3 PM:

Mom: Hello?

Me: Hi, Mom.

Mom: What’s up?

Me: Not much. Just waiting for a haircut.

Mom: How’s Mayam?

Me: What?

Mom: Is Mayam with her father?

Me: Ummm… this is your son.

Mom: Oh!!! 

(laughter from both ends)

Mom: Your sister said she was going for a haircut today, so I just assumed.

(more laughter)

Mom: I was wondering why her voice sounded so different.

Me: Uh huh.

Mom: So what did you do today?

Me: Other than impersonating my sister… not much.


One response

  1. your sister

    interestingly enough, mom called me that day to tell me the story.

    my reaction: “so you think i sound like a BOY??? i’m offended!

    her reply: “no, no, it wasn’t that, he just said hiii mommm in this whiny way so i thought it was you.”


    she made some excuse, but SHE SAID IT. she put it out there. meanwhile you know if i told maya to her face that she was being whiny, mom would rush to maya’s defense. who’d rush to MY defense? patti would just lecture me for being whiny to mom!

    March 24, 2009 at 5:41 pm

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