Wheredidyouleaveyourcellphone?
So I’m sitting at my dining room table, on my laptop and on my iPhone too, when all of a sudden my phone starts to ring. My husband, who is sitting across the room from me on the couch, playing Call of Duty on his PlayStation 3, says to me: “Who is calling you at 10 p.m. on a Friday night?”.
I look at my phone and see the familiar photo of my caller.
It’s my husband and he’s calling me on his cellphone.
I say: “It’s you.”
Without missing a gunshot on his game he says: “Huh?”
Of course I answer it because I’m thinking that he left his phone somewhere and someone’s found it and they are calling people in his address book to try to return it. Yes, I totally know what’s going on.
So I’m all: “Hello? Hello? Hello?” and I walk over to my husband to show him that he’s calling me, and of course ask him through grit teeth: “Wheredidyouleaveyourcellphone? Whereisit?” — the whole time while covering the phone so whoever is calling me doesn’t realize that I’m totally on to him, or her. This person isn’t catching me with my guard down.
My husband says: “My phone is in my backpack. It’s probably Rudy.”
I disconnect the call and then turn my gaze to his backpack. The cats are all over his backpack and as I walk over my phone starts ringing — it’s Hubs again.
Maybe I should change the photo to Rudy’s?
Don’t change it till Rudy asks you personally.
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I never get calls from our pets, but my friends butt calls me frequently.
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LMAO! That’s too funny! Yup, I think you should definitely change the pick to Rudy’s
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