Monday, June 23, 2008

And they've never had a fight!

I'm sure Desi wishes he had been born into a less tumultuous home. Mari and I had a big fight last night. Let's take a listen...

Me, "Ow, he's biting my nose! Man, his jaws are strong!"

Mari, "Well he wouldn't be biting my nose if you hadn't taught him how!"

Me, "Oh, please! Biting noses is instinctive for infants!"

Mari, "No it's not! I used to be able to kiss him without him opening up to chomp my nose!"

Me, "Oh, whatever!"

Desi, "Ahhh!"

Mari, "Let's not fight in front of the baby!"

Me, "You're right. We're sorry, son."

[Smooch, smooch, cuddle, cuddle]

Monday, June 16, 2008

A clever telemarketer

I got a call today from a foreign-sounding telemarketer with a California number. It went something like this:

Me: Hello?

[Long pause as telemarketing maching patches through operator]

TM: May I speak with Peter?

"I'm afraid you have the wrong number."

"Oh, this is XXX from YYY. May I speak with the Office Manager?"

"This is a large law firm. I'm not sure who you want to talk to."

"Oh, may I speak with Attorney Wimberly?"

"Wimberly?! Huh?"

"How about Attorney Wadsworth?"

"Wimberly?! Wadsworth?! Are you making this up?"

"Oh, OK. Thank you for your time. Good-bye."


Maybe you aren't chuckling like I was. But if she was making that up, I have to congratulate her. Wimberly and Wadsworth...