Last night, around 9:15, the phone rang. I was laying in bed, watching the LOGO/HRC debate on my laptop (I changed my mind and decided to turn it on and just sit on my email instead of really working.) I answered the phone, only half listening because Edwards had just been asked what he would do if someone on his staff came out as TG… Chris was on the phone.
M: Hey, how’s it going.
C: Fine, how are you?
M: Not bad.
C: Good
Silence
M: What’s up? How’s the storm over there?
C: That’s why I called, we were at the movie and when we came out everything was flooded. And the storm is bad.
M: Yep, the lightning is crazy.
C: Yea, so I was just calling to check in and see if everything was ok over there.
Silence
M: (stifling a laugh, mouth hanging open, completely missing Edwards’ response to the question) We’re fine, everything ok there? You’ve got electricity still?
C: Oh yea, we’re fine. No problem.
M: OK good. Stay home and don’t drive.
C: Oh we won’t, (A says Hi).
M: (Hi A) OK I’m gonna hang up and finish watching the queer LOGO debate now.
C: OK talk to you later.
The boy called to check on us? WTF is that about? Crazy. Weird. Twilight Zone like.
it’s my good influence…I’m so proud, he’s the fine southern gentleman I knew he’d turn turn into 🙂 y’all are welcome….LMAO
I about dropped dead the first time my boy did it, but you get used to it after a while. 😀