Yesterday morning I was in the Family room, when my mobile phone rang, it looked like a video call from Bron, so I answered it and happily said: "Hello! Uh, hello...hello...are you there?" The image on the screen was blurry and the whole incident seemed strange. So I just hung up and went on with what I was doing.
Then about 15 minutes later, my phone rang again. Another video call from Bron. It must have been a glitchy call the first time, so again I answered, and eagerly replied: Hello!!..hello..hello? Is that you Bron?"....No response...just a blurry picture... This time I started to get worried--perhaps she fell and can't talk and could only just get her finger to autodial--perhaps she needed help and I was so far away! If you know my imagination, a thousand thoughts went through my mind.
So this time, I phoned her straight back, just a regular call - not a video call....and she answered all out of breath. I asked:
"Is anything wrong?"
"No, just a really hot day, and I am trying to get the mowing finished...It is a really humid day out here today!"
"Did you just call me twice on the video phone?"
"Well. your phone called me and it was very strange."
"Oh, I get it...my phone has a mind of its own. It's in my pants packet--it probably phoned you!"
I started laughing, relieved that nothing was wrong, and said: "Oh, ok then. Well tell your pants pocket that I appreciate the call, and I love it too! I even love the other pocket and the shorts, and the person who is wearing the pocket! I'll let you get back to your mowing--it sounds like a bucket full of fun!"
"Ok. thanks. I might switch pockets with my phone--control it better..."
"Ok! Love ya, talk to you later!"
Smiling I ended the call and put my phone down again--that is one cheeky pants pocket!!