Monday, April 16, 2007
SCREAMING TO BE HEARD
My dad turned 59 yesterday...tax day!
In between soccer games, the fam got together for lunch at Flat Branch to celebrate.
I love my dad, but he cannot hear a darn thing...neither can his parents. Whenever the family gathers, everyone has to practically scream to be heard.
Speaking of screaming to be heard...
After lunch, HH took the girls to their 2nd game and Griffin and I met the rest of the family at Aunt Debbie's house. HH had my cell phone, and I wanted to get an update on the game, so I called him. He didn't answer and my voicemail picked up. My message was so loud that I had to hold the phone away from my ear.
I casually asked those sitting around me, "Is it just me, or is my voicemail a little bit loud?"
Everyone (who could hear) looks around at each other and starts cracking up. A little too quickly, I hear a chorus of " uh, YES"!!!
Then, everyone (who could hear) procedes to share their favorite "EE is a bigmouth on the phone" story. They talk about trying to call me, getting my voicemail, and people around them making comments like, "WHAT in the heck is THAT?" and "Could she be any louder?"
What I want to know is...Why didn't anyone tell me????
How many people that I don't know very well, have called and have been bombarded with (shouting) THIS IS EE, I'M NOT ABLE TO COME TO THE PHONE RIGHT NOW, BUT IF YOU LEAVE YOUR NAME AND NUMBER, I'LL GET BACK TO YOU AS SOON AS I CAN. I've probably scared a few people out there:0
To those of you out there who call yourself a friend, for future reference...If I have a booger hanging out of my nose, I want to know. If my fly is open, I want to know. And, if I am doing or saying something embarrassing or in an obnoxious fashion, I want to know. Got it????