I was on the phone with my mother the other day when she locked herself out of the house. Our conversation went something like this.
"Honey, I need you to call your dad and tell him I'm locked out. He can't hear me knocking."
"Mom, why don't you call him?"
"I can't, he's on his cell."
"Why don't you call him on his cell?"
"I don't have a phone."
"Mom, you are on the phone with me. I will hang up with you and you can call him."
"I CAN'T call him, he's on his cell phone."
"Mom, if I hang up with you, then you can call him on his cell."
One of these days I'm going to go home and find my dad stuck on the roof and my mom locked in the garage. I know it. I'm beginning to think my grandmother is the sanest person living in that house.
Unfortunately, she won't hear either one of them calling for help.