Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The Green Button
John's sister and brother-in-law talked him into getting a new cell phone. I guess that is what its called. Things are changing so fast I can't keep up. His sister has a new I-phone and I don't know the name of the one his brother-in-law has but they are like two teenagers. They are constantly checking their little modern machines. The temperature in Las Vegas for instance? Do I give a rat's patootie if those vacationing gamblers are freezing? I'm not there. Then he checks the temps in San Antonio. Well now we are only 30 minutes from there and from experience we know we are about three degrees warmer. They grilled and drilled John telling him who to call and what to do. When a phone would ring everyone is looking at each other saying who is that. Oh that is so and so calling so and so.. His sister decided he needed a case that attaches to his belt so she bought that. When I used his truck to go to Wal*Mart as I looked down on the seat before I got out there is his new phone. We don't lock in this small town so I saved his phone maybe. The two guys went somewhere together and his sister called them to check to see if John knew how to answer it. It seems John was trying to answer and the b-i-l was steering the wheel while John was trying to get the phone out of the case. When they left today they hadn't been gone five minutes when his phone rang. He was shaking all over. His very first "do it all alone call". He is saying hello hello and I'm yelling push the green button. When it rings again I say let me answer that thing. I hear his sister say why didn't John answer that phone? He forgot to press the green button.