Can I complain for a couple minutes???
Ok, thanks. :-)
I get phone calls ALL THE TIME from numbers I don't recognize. I no longer pick up, because it wastes my minutes to always have to tell these people that they have the wrong number...and then when they don't believe me, I have to waste my minutes convincing them that I'm not Jose, Salvador, or their caseworker.
You might think I'm joking, but I'm not.
What happens when I don't pick up is a situation that I have now determined is even worse.
People just call over and over, sometimes as many as 10 times. Seriously, what possesses people to do this???!!! Voice mail was invented for this purpose, wasn't it? Leave a message, I'll call you back.
Sometimes I just can't get to the phone - example, maybe I'm at work...you know, a job...maybe you've heard of this. Sometimes it prevents people from answering the phone.
Or maybe I'm babysitting, and the baby is screaming...and then in the background I hear Poker Face (hell yeah that's my ring tone) playing over and over again!!! Well, looking on the bright side, the kids love the song, so they start dancing every time they hear it.
The poor idiot who did this to me this afternoon caught me in a very crabby mood. So after his 3rd try I picked up. Here's the convo:
Idiot: "Hey What's Up??"
Me: "Who is this?"
Idiot, trying to be cute: "Who's this??"
Me, in my angry voice: "Um, no. Who is this."
Idiot finally gets it and hangs up. If that's me being mean, then I'm a pretty nice person eh?
So please, in the words of the great No Doubt, if you call & I do not pick up: "Sorry I'm not home right now, I'm walking into spiderwebs, leave a message and I'll call you back."
Thank God for Caller ID.
April 4, 2011
My dear grandmother, Ms. Georgia Rapaelian, turned 90 last week! Doesn't she look amazing?!
She wouldn't let us throw a big party ("When I turn 100, THEN we can have a big party!)...so the family went out to dinner at the very fancy Olive Garden. We asked the servers what they could do since it was the old lady's birthday and they gave us two options:
1. buy a personal size cake for $6 (ummm...heck no. I spent the day making 2 desserts!)
2. they told us WE could sing to her, and if they were around, they'd join in. Apparently "corporate" has told them they can't sing "their song" anymore...whatever that means.
So, we sang our hearts out, and the whole restaurant laughed at us, and then we went home and ate my desserts.
Dessert was pineapple cheesecake squares (Grams told me that pineapple was her fave fruit so that's how I chose that one), and I made a vegan chocolate bundt cake (shhh I didn't tell anyone it was vegan haha!!!).
Grandma wanted to do a photo shoot of the grandkids since hers are all from when we were in high school. My brother and I are single. My 2 cousins are partnered. So the shoot went like this:
G: "Ok, Becky, go stand over there, alone."
Me: "What? Why do I have to go alone? Can't my brother and I be in a pic together?"
G: "No! I have 4 photo frames...what am I supposed to do with the 4th frame if you and your brother are in the same pic?"
So my brother and I stood alone for our pics...my brother held his arms around an imaginary girlfriend, and I pretended to sit on an imaginary man's lap. That way, it's easy enough to photoshop someone in? :-)
But...the BEST part of the night...after we took the pics, Grandma asked if we could give her the negatives so she could get copies made! Poor thing...didn't realize we don't use negatives anymore. So about 10 minutes after we told her this, Grandma bursts out with, "Wait...so if we don't use negatives anymore, does that mean that Kodak has gone out of business??" She was so sad for Kodak.
I reallllly love my grandma.