This is the phone conversation I just had with my mother, hereafter referred to as TRQ.
TRQ: So I guess we're all going to the Tabernacle Choir concert tonight.
ME: Yes. It appears so.
TRQ: What time is it again?
ME: The tickets say we have to be in our seats by 7:30 or else our tickets are invalid. But I misread it, of course, and thought they said if we're not all in our seats by 7:30, they'll turn us into invalids. You know. People who can't walk and stuff.
TRQ: Ugh. That's so late.
ME: Yes. You're right.
TRQ: Well. I just hope they don't have any of those damn bell ringers this time.
I have known that woman for 55 years, people, and this is the first time I've learned that she apparently has issues with bell ringers.
I love your family and the conversations you have. I have a hard time picturing your mother having a grudge against bell ringers!
ReplyDeleteThat is HILARIOUS. (srsly, bell ringers are THE WORST.)
ReplyDelete(kidding--I kind of like bells, and bell ringers, for that matter.)
TRQ has a point, damn it!
ReplyDeleteWow, that made me laugh!
ReplyDeleteOh you can be sure they'll have the bellringers. Once you buy bells, you need ringers.
ReplyDeleteI want more of the Rodeo Queen. I LOVE her.
ReplyDeleteI love you and your mom. The image of ushers turning you into invalids made me laugh out loud (What a sweet misprint if it had been one), and so does the image of grown up bell ringers.
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