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Wednesday, 17 July 2013

Phone-exchange!!


 

 Driving back  home early morning at 6, after having dropped hubby at the  railway station  a very  different kind of  ring  tone  greeted  my ears. It definitely  wasn’t  my  phone’s … so  what & where  was it coming  from I was thinking  as  I searched frantically in  my  purse, the  sourceof the sound  & Lo!  The  big  daddy of  surrogate  father’s had happened. No  no this isn’t about  Aamirs & Shahrukhs fathering children  from  surrogate mothers.  I only  meant,  the  biggest Faux pas(surrogate father)  happened, me  and  hubby  had  exchanged our phones  accidently in the  hurried early morning  departure of  his…..

What  followed was a  string  of  funny, amusing  and  minorly irritating episodes! Unlike the  idea  cellular advertisement,  we  do not  need to discover  each other’s tough  days. It  seemed quite  a herculean  task to inform  each  and  everyone of our  friends about this  exchange, so we let it be known only  to our  parents and  siblings. The rest would  discover and  not  mind speaking  to the spouse, we  have a  huge set of common friends as it is*.

Around  mid morning my friend called up on my  phone to find my hubby at the other end. She was  expecting  trouble shooting  help from me  about the  cake  that she’d  baked that wasn’t rising! Ater some well intended leg pulling  from my hubby,  she  called me, chided me for having  taken the idea advertisement seriously and after she got her  fresh tips for baking she  hung  up. Another friend of mine  gave  my  husband  a  detailed critique of  my blog post!

Next, I get this call  from my  husband’s colleague, so his customary greeting  led me  to believe, as he introduced himself on the  phone  and  before  he  could  launch into a tirade, I  put the  disclaimer forth loud  &  clear, phones  exchanged I declared, please replace the  last number with an 8 and  you will reach him. Not  withstanding,  he said  he  wanted to talk to me about the kids school. He  had just come into town and his son  was apparently in my son’s  class. Glad  to help I waited for his  queries only to realize there  seemed to be some  mismatch of  school or  class. “Excuse me,  are you  sure  it’s me  you  want to speak with? I’m Ms.N” I told  him.

“Oh No!I’m really  sorry ma’am I thought I  was  speaking with mrs.S!Oh, this is Mr.N’s phone! I thought I had dialled Mr.S!” 

 Now who the  hell is this  Mrs.S  who answered my  husband’s phone, I thought!!  Much to the  caller’s consternation he  had to explain Mr.& Mrs. S’s  identities. Thankfully for  my husband, I knew the S’s.  Apparently my  husband  had been  on an assignment  where he and  Mr.S had shared my huisband’s  phone number, so the  confusion. Again a  slew of  calls  from hubby’s work placeleft me exhausted.

My husband  on the other hand found  himself talking to many  ladies since that day.Whatsapp was another  source of entertainmet  for him and me  alike. All the ‘ boys’-jokes  and  girly fun were  reaching the unintended destination but was enjoyable  I must  admit.  My hubby had  a whale of  a time teasing  me  about  why my haircut was the  topic  of  discussion, or  how  my  friend had called JLT,’just like that’. I  wanted to tell him JLT= hottest  gossip in town, but  restrained myself  from letting  this code of girlie language be  known to him. I immediately  launched a   counter attack of  how  sexist and anti-feminine all the  typical boys-jokes exchanged by him & his gang of  friends were.

Me & hubby went through this  ordeal of having to exchange essential numbers. Me asking  for numbers of the dhobi, software vendor amongst others and  he asking for numbers of his  colleagues  at work, travel agents etc.

 Most people attribute this exchange to my mischevious  son. I tried  explaining  callers initially but just gave up later on and resigned to the  fate that my  son has earned another tag to his kitty of naughty pranks!!

Hubby  will be back this  weekend  and  weapons  restored to their respective owners. Until then take  a  breather   Gals, once I’m back on circuit there won’t be any respite on thelocal gossip scene.

·         Me and  hubby  solemnly pledged to not make a mention of content send by a person on theonly- boys/ only- girls groups on  whatsapp to anybody even their  spouse.

·          (only I’m allowed to reveal all once ina  while ;P)

 

 

 

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