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On Calls, Worry and How an Unanswered Message Announces My Demise

Friday, June 1, 2007 Leave a comment Go to comments

My mother was in rare form last night.

Apparently I called my mom last night around 7:00. I don’t recall calling her, but it is possible that I accidentally hit her speed dial number while I was talking on the phone, receiving calls, picking up food and walking home from work. There was a lot going on at 7:00 last night, and it is possible that in the flurry of activity I mistakenly gave my mother a call.

My mom answered my call, only to have me hang up on here immediately. Thinking this was odd, she called me back. I did not notice her call because I was on the phone with a friend who was across the street and urging me to come to a bar for a few drinks. I had to decline due to the fact that my hands were full of groceries and food. With traffic rushing by and my friend waving me down from across the street, I failed to notice my mother’s call.

When I got home, my hands were full and I did not pay much attention to where I dropped my phone. I also did not bother to take the phone off of vibrate mode. Because of that, I missed another couple of calls from my mother.

It wasn’t until hours later that I finally heard my phone buzzing from my bedroom. I had just gotten in from the laundry room and ran to answer the phone. It was my mom.

“Hello.” I was slightly winded from rushing around.

“Are you okay?” There was panic in my mom’s voice.

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

“I’ve been so worried.” I could tell she was on the verge of tears.

“I’m fine. Why are you worried?”

“You called me earlier and hung up right away. I’ve tried calling you back a few times, but you haven’t been answering or returning my calls. I was worried something had happened to you.”

I had to think back over the course of the evening in order to give her an explanation. I really did not recall making the call to her.

“Oh.” She was obviously relieved. “I thought maybe you were sick or hurt and unable to get to the phone. I’ve been a wreck all night.”

This is my mother. One missed phone call can turn her world into an emotional frenzy. An unanswered message is a sure sign of mortal peril. Two unanswered messages must mean someone is dead. It is very hard to be my mother.

And it is very entertaining to be her son.

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  1. Friday, June 1, 2007 at 7:20 am | #1

    Oh, how I can relate—-with your mother. We are a messed up breed, us moms. Have pity—-!

  2. Friday, June 1, 2007 at 7:23 am | #2

    Oh don’t be so mean! I think it’s very sweet! She obviously loves you very much! (As do we all…) :)

  3. Friday, June 1, 2007 at 7:39 am | #3

    Awwwww she is an awesome MOM. I hope my overly-caring Mom gene kicks in soon. (i’m kidding don’t anybody call DSS on me k?)

  4. Ed
    Friday, June 1, 2007 at 7:48 am | #4

    I’m was sure my mom would call the police if I didn’t answer on the first ring until one night I was unable to come home and couldn’t call her. As soon as I was allowed to call the next morning I called her thinking she would be in panic mode. Her response, “What, you mean your not in your bedroom?” That was back when I still lived at home. Your Mom’s concern shows she cares. Aren’t you glad she’s there just in case?

  5. Friday, June 1, 2007 at 9:40 am | #5

    I thought is rather sweet too, in an angst neurotic sort of way.
    I blame cell phones some, with their expectations of instantaneous communication expectations. Anything less is considered odd or a worry.

  6. Friday, June 1, 2007 at 9:47 am | #6

    Boy, can I relate to this!

  7. Friday, June 1, 2007 at 11:00 am | #7

    My mother is the same way.

    Except after the third call, she dons on her best track suit, slaps on some lipstick, and waits for CNN to show up and interview her about the “dead gay man found in dungeon of horrors.”

  8. Friday, June 1, 2007 at 5:36 pm | #8

    Now that is being a naughty boy relishing in your mom’s panic. (*chuckle at this end*)

    At least you hung up on her…could you have imagined if the line were still off the hook and you were in some, Hmmm, how should I say this delicately….in some kind of uncompromising position making those uncompromising noises that often accompany them. LOL.

    Have a good weekend “V”!!!

  9. Sunday, June 3, 2007 at 1:16 pm | #9

    Jesus Christ- I think your mom and my mom should go out and have a pizza.

  10. BC
    Sunday, June 3, 2007 at 6:37 pm | #10

    Too funny, I love this post! My favorite quirk of my mom is that she emails, but instead of doing :) or =) emotes, she just writes out, “smile”. Like “I was thinking of you today…smile…”.

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