Not Avon calling
My family members' phone numbers are programmed into my cell as their names, so when I get a call, I know who it is right away instead of having to decifer a string of numbers.
This morning, Younger Son grabbed my phone by mistake on his way out the door.
So, I called him.
From the phone he left behind.
I can only imagine what it was like for him to look at the digital display on what he thought was his phone only to see that the person calling him... was himself.
Heh...
2 comments:
I hope you have a funny ringtone for him!
VW beat me to it.
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