Telephone Plagues

The phone rings. Ahh, how I dread to answer it these days. Once again the sweet voice of Gertrud assaults all my senses. She has a certain voice that she uses when she knows she is going to tread thin ice with me and it's this voice she is using now. So right away my defences are on total alert, but I tell myself to be patient and not to jump to conclusions as to the nature of the call. So as I listen, she explains that she just woke up from a nice, little nap and was thinking about tomorrow. Once again I knowingly take her bait and ask what exactly she needs to talk about and she says,"Well, I wanted to know if you were coming with me to my dietician appointment." I answer by reminding her that we have already discussed this earlier in the day and that I can't make it. So the sweet voice says: " Well, something might have changed." I tell her with ever more patience that if something had changed, I would have called and let her know. Now this answer totally displeases her and her tone now changes from sweet to completely annoyed. She replies: " Well, I wasn't in the house all day you know! I could have missed the call." The last thing I hear is the familiar click of the telephone being hung up on me. Hmm.