No Whining Allowed

The Boy asked for, and received, his hearts desire for Christmas. A phone.

 Unfortunately for Mousey, as it was also her hearts desire, she did not receive a phone. But that is another post for another day. She liked what she received, in spite of the unfulfilled hearts desire.

Back to The Boy and his phone. Look how happy he was!

The first thing he did was call our house phone. The caller ID read James Barnum. That is not his name, by the way.

 Honey had spent some time on the phone with our representative before Christmas, taking care of business. The entire order was wrong. We received three phones, as it was time to upgrade our phones as well. We selected three colors, to ensure NO CONFUSION of whose phone was whose. I selected a fabulous lime-ish green, Honey an electric blue, and a cool black for The Boy. I ended up with black, Honey the green and the blue went to Mr. Barnum, aka The Boy.

None of that mattered to The Boy. He immediately began texting friends, to make them aware of this latest, up to date, avenue of contact in his previously phone free life.

One of the first contacts he made was to his friend, and personal chauffeur, KT. Since he knew he was masquerading as Mr. Barnum, he took advantage of his anomynity. They played 20 questions. Him: Guess who this is? Her: Do I know you? Him: Yes. Her: Are you a boy or a girl? Him: A Wookie. Her: Have I slept with you?

At this point he looked at the number again. It wasn’t quite KT’s number. He said “sorry wrong number” and hung up on that unsavory character!