New Year, New Mom

(It’s just after midnight on New Year’s Day. I am trying to call my mom, who is at a work party.)

Mom: “Hello?”

Me: “Happy New Year, mom!”

Mom: “Happy New Year, sweetie!”

Me: “You having fun?”

Mom: “Yeah. It’s nice.”

Me: “I’m just hanging out. Watched the New York City ball drop.”

Mom: “Haha.”

Me: “Yeah. [Sister] went to bed hours ago. No fun there.”

Mom: “Huh? Wha…”

Me: “[Sister] went to bed… [Mom’s First Name]?”

Mom: “No! Who is this?”

Me: “My name is [My Name]. Oh, my God. I’m so sorry. I must have called the wrong number!”

Mom: “Hahaha! I thought you were my daughter calling home from college!”

Me: “Oh, my God! I thought your voice sounded off, but figured—”

Mom: “—it was just the phone line. Yeah!”

Me: “Well, Happy New Year, anyway! Nice meeting you!”

Mom: “Hahaha! Happy New Year to you!”