Oh, mom...

.

A text conversation with my college son went this way this afternoon:

Him: Hey mom, what did you want?

Me: Well, I forget what I originally wanted, that was hours ago. Where are you?

Him: At my apartment.

Me: Where have you been? I have been trying to get you for hours. I almost called Andrew (roommate).

Him: Oh. My phone was charging. It's having a hard time holding a charge.

Me: Well, we need to replace it this week. Like Monday.

Him: What's the big deal? It just went dead for a while.

Me: The problem is, I was calling you for a gazillion hours and your weren't answering and I thought you were dead in a gutter.

Him: Oh.

Well, I wasn't.



Sigh...


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