…but it could have been shit.

I love her, don’t get me wrong, but I cringe when she calls.

A. L. O. T.

So, today, I bit the bullet and answered the phone. I may have hesitated, I may have thought of 200 reasons not to push that little button, but out of family obligation, I did it. So, here’s a transcript of the 30:33 phone call.

GM: “Well, you ARE alive!”

Me: Kinda, yeah. *Insert lame apology for not calling*

GM: Blah blah blah blah blah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blah.

Me: Uh huh. Really? Wow. *Insert appropriate laughter when she cackles*

GM: Blah blah blah blah blah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blahblah blah blah.

The thing is, that’s our normal conversation, but at about 20 minutes into the call, there was a bizarre screechy noise on the phone and suddenly… Grandma became a cyborg.

GM: Blah gzip hagisadfgoy agsaoiusfjhfg blah. Ysfytantnsooagy. Fitigusyh. apoeuroaewrkajn s;fjsagypofdguoasfnas fa;gajas; jfgoasfuasyiu asnsglajgasugoia ys asjhdfgasygi sagasdn. Blah gzip hagisadfgoy agsaoiusfjhfg blah. Ysfytantnsooagy. Fitigusyh. apoeuroaewrkajn s;fjsagypofdguoasfnas fa;gajas; jfgoasfuasyiu asnsglajgasugoia ys asjhdfgasygi sagasdn. Blah gzip hagisadfgoy agsaoiusfjhfg blah. Ysfytantnsooagy. Fitigusyh. apoeuroaewrkajn s;fjsagypofdguoasfnas fa;gajas; jfgoasfuasyiu asnsglajgasugoia ys asjhdfgasygi sagasdn. Blah gzip hagisadfgoy agsaoiusfjhfg blah. Ysfytantnsooagy. Fitigusyh. apoeuroaewrkajn s;fjsagypofdguoasfnas fa;gajas; jfgoasfuasyiu asnsglajgasugoia ys asjhdfgasygi sagasdn.

I’m sure you get the point. 10 minutes of cyborg Grandma, during which I still did the “uh huhs” and tried not to laugh at the fact that she was currently a robot in disguise.

Some day, I’m going to really regret this, but until then…Guzippt.

2 Responses to “I Don’t Know What My Grandmother Said…”

  1. Michelle Zive
    10:38 am on August 28th, 2010

    Oh my god, I have an aunt who is just like this. But you have given me a gift. When she starts giving her opinions on how to raise kids (she never had any), men (she married at fifty and he’s a merchant marine and away from the home a lot), my family of origin (she doesn’t like my family much), I will turn her into a robot and insert uh-huhs where appropriate. Fledbog blah.

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  2. P.S. Jones
    11:45 am on August 30th, 2010

    Melia, I commend you for even answering the phone. I wouldn’t.

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