Speed-Dial

| Related | April 12, 2012

(My sister and I are both visiting our parents and still-at-home siblings, the youngest of whom is my thirteen-year-old brother. As it starts getting late, my sister stands up to put on her coat. My brother runs up and gives her a hug.)

Sister: “Oh, drat. I forgot my phone upstairs.”

Brother: “Do you want me to go get it?”

Sister: “Do you want to go get it?”

(He nods enthusiastically.)

Sister: “You wanna go get the phone?”

(He nods frantically.)

Sister: “You wanna go get the phone?”

(He is now quivering with excitement.)

Sister: “Go get the phone!”

(My brother goes tearing upstairs like something out of a Roadrunner cartoon, while all the adults double over laughing. A few seconds later, my brother comes tearing back and proudly deposits the cordless phone into my sister’s hand.)

Sister: “No, silly, I meant my phone!”

(He deflates like popped balloon.)

Brother: “Oh.”

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