Sometimes on Facebook I post "benefits of having a two year old." Well, I have discovered yet another one:
The Human Political Call Answering Machine
George is very much into answering the phone. The other day, the phone was ringing, and I could hear the computer voice saying "call from Washington, DC, call from Washington, DC." This is normally when I jump up, and chat with my dear friend, Mitt Romney.
On this particular day, I just didn't have the energy. "He's going to have to get through this on his own," I thought, "I have no more ideas for answers to debate questions, or lines for speeches."
So, I decided to ignore the call. Well, George does not ignore calls. EVER. He ran over, and grabbed the phone.
George: "Hello! This is ME!"
(I'll mention here, that in addition to being "very much into answering the phone," he is also "very much into himself." He assumes that everyone who calls is calling to talk to him. Probably because everyone who calls DOES talk to him--trying to somehow get an adult on the phone...)
George's face went from "happy and excited" to "confused and slightly annoyed" (the same way we all feel when we answer the phone and realize it is a political message).
The "person" on the other end did not enthusiastically say, "Hi George!" or ask him how he was doing (answer: "I'm two!"). He didn't even ask if he could speak to George's mommy or daddy.
Instead, the "person" launched into a whole bunch of words and did not stop talking.
Despite his confusion, George continued to listen patiently. At one point, he looked at me and said, matter-of-factly, "Only three dollars, Mommy." (Only three dollars?!? Either some politician is getting desperate, or George mis-heard $30--or $300, for that matter)
The recording ended, and George handed me the phone. "Here, Mommy, it's for you."
Thanks, George, I'll happily take it from here.
3 comments:
What a useful child to have around!
I totally should have thought of using my small children as call screeners when they were growing up. I can always start with the grandchildren.
I screened a lot of Grandma Cutler's phone calls. It helped that we had the same phone line and same name. It was pretty cool when I was 7 and 8 to answer questions about hearing aids--and how I didn't need them, thank you very much. And when they specifically asked for her whole name, I could proudly say that they were talking to the right person. (They never used her middle name for some reason.)
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