Cell phones

Much to my chagrin, I have discovered that SOME of my children have a little innocent “teasing” streak in them. I can’t imagine WHERE they get it, but it can sure make life interesting when you’re never quite certain if you’re completely “safe”.

Unbeknownst to me, one of their little “pranks” involved my cell phone. They were constantly changing the message, which appears when you first turn it on, or changing my ring tone. Try explaining to your college profession that you do NOT even know who "Five Finger Death Punch" is! (However your classmates will think you're a REALLY cool mom after that mishap.)

Anyway, ignoring my children’s behavior as some form of discipline has never seemed to work, but I seriously had to make them stop changing my ring tones!

I didn’t mind the message part of the prank so much and actually enjoyed some of their little messages, but the whole phone-ringer-changing business just HAD to end!

I was getting a little more than desperately irritated at the last PT (Physical Therapy) session when SOMEBODY wouldn't answer their cell phone, which kept ringing, and ringing, and ringing. Hearing annoyingly repetitive musical notes, while being tortured by a piece of gym equipment, is NOT conducive to relaxation.

Finally, I’d had ENOUGH. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

"Will SOMEbody PUH-LEASE pick up their cell phone?" I demanded to the room at large.

The little elderly gentleman sitting next to me leaned over and practically whispered,
"Ummm, Maam… I think that's YOUR phone."

And of course, it WAS!