Morning Wake Up Call

I have a wonderful use for the phone, an alarm clock that plays beautiful melody. 
For most times, I let it ring and screen my calls.  There is a caller ID which is a very nice feature.  This is the one of gizmo that I might say a necessity in a household equipped with an answer machine pre-recorded voice. 
I had so much fun when I first installed this machine.  It was a surprise to my sisters that I finally starting to blend in.  Beings sisters, they are nosey, called me and left messages. 
Sister #4 – what is your name, you manly voice.  Who am I phoning here?  (laughter in the background) 
Sister #6 – You are hiding a man in your house (more laughter) 
Sister #5 – I like your answering machine.  It’s very nice. 
Back in the Philippines, we had party lines.  I used to entertain them on the phone just because I was being naughty.  One party line became so enamoured with my voice.  Pretty scary because he came all the way to my place and left me a gift at our door step. 
That was the end of my relationship with a phone pal when Mother found out.  Grounded, I am no longer to use the phone. 
This is in response to Daily Prompt: Phone.  Come and join us, it’s fun. 
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18 thoughts on “Morning Wake Up Call

  1. Retirement is boring. I’ve been semi-retired for seven years and find it hard to stay away from working. I can however, stay away from my phone. I tend to leave the service to answer it most days.

  2. Aren’t sibling just the “best?!” (Just a wee bit of sarcasm there.) And I only have one… can’t imagine having more than that to make my life even more of an adventure.

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