In which I remind you to hang up the phone
Posted by Isabel on November 11th, 2005. Filed under: The King, They're just my friends.Today is a Holiday. Hence me not having the day off. I need a job with the Federal Government. Or a bank.
The King and I are friends with this great couple. They have two little girls that are so in love with Preston, our cat, and with The King. The three year old doesn’t even bother to learn my name. She just calls me “The King”.
The husband, JJ (not even going to try to come up with a fake name today), works for a financial company so he has the day off. Jerk. They just called me on my cell phone and left a message to see if I had the day off and if I wanted to go out to lunch with them to our favorite pizza joint.
Then they called right back. I hate this. Again, I let it go to voice mail and went back to working.
About five minutes later I got a jingle on my phone letting me know I had a new message. Very odd, since my phone hadn’t rang for a while. I called my messages, and guess what it was?
Apparently when JJ called the second time he didn’t hang up his phone. Which means I had a five minute “message” of them in their car driving around and chatting with each other. Something I consider to be very private. Which means I totally listened to their entire conversation. Conversation in which JJ grilled his wife on what type of house she would want.
JJ: Would you like a craftsman or a modern house?
Wife: Something, something, chat, chat (muffled because she must not be that close to the phone).
*long pause*
JJ: I think I would want a modern house.
JJ: (talked to their three year old daughter in the back seat) How you doing back there?
*long pause*
JJ: I would like a modern house because…
This is the most boring conversation ever. I was hoping to hear them talking about The King and I and how much they don’t really like us and are only using us (who knows what they would be using us for). You know, something juicy like that. Because if you heard a conversation The King and I were having in the car it would go something like this:
after work….
The King: The maintenance guy showed up today to fix your broken closet.
Isabel: It’s about freaking time.
The King: But I couldn’t let him in because I had just gone to the bathroom and the smell really travels in this small apartment. I told him I was busy and to come back.
The moral of this story is that I need to make sure to hang up my phone when I am done.
November 11th, 2005 at 5:17 pm
OMG, that’s one of my fears!!!! That I will forget to hang up the phone and the person on the other end will hear something catty. I guess I just need to be a nicer person…And I totally would have listened to that conversation, too
November 12th, 2005 at 5:25 am
you are very good at finding humor in the small everyday moments in life. that’s why i always love to read your posts
November 12th, 2005 at 9:24 am
Haha! I hate it when that happens. Earlier this year, I was helping Hubby pick out a pair of jeans and inspecting them in the dressing room. Little did I know that my phone wasn’t locked and had called my mother – twice! Now I’m super-paranoid about locking the phone.
November 14th, 2005 at 2:14 am
Hilarious!!! But I can NEVER understand what people are saying during those accidental messages…
November 14th, 2005 at 9:13 am
The worse? When my father-in-law does that, but he’s walking… and I have a 5 minute “swishing” message of his windbreaker. And with my phone? You have to listen to the whole dadblame thing before you can delete.
November 14th, 2005 at 9:58 am
That happened to me once, but it was with my best friend and her husband. It was a pretty juicy conversation whereas I learned that her petname is “coyote jugs”. WTF?