... out of the blue today and left me voice mail.
"Please, call us back on our cell as soon as you get this!"
I call back: "Dad, what's up?"
He responds, "I lost the cell phone and can't find it."
"So, like, Dad, you're on Bluetooth. Where are you calling from?"
Dad goes, "From in the car."
"So, Dad, it isn't lost, it's misplaced."
Mom interjects: "I THINK SOMEONE STOLE IT!"
Understand, they have a nothing phone, not a model that would attract light fingers.
"Nobody stole the phone, Mom. Your Bluetooth has a range of about 30 feet. It's in the ..."
"SOMEONE STOLE IT!"
"Mom, if your phone were stolen, the thief would have to be driving around behind you. "
"Well then, your father left it behind at the doctor's office."
"And the doctor's office is how far away, Mom?"
Dad responds, "About three miles."
"Dad, pull in somewhere and shut the car off. Don't use the car Bluetooth to answer. I'll call back again. Listen for the phone."
I call back three times in a row. They keep on answering through the Bluetooth.
Eventually, they get IT. But they can't find it. They must, MUST find it. I'm almost three hours away.
So, my mother responds brightly, "Well, we'll just have to take it in to the Mercedes dealership."
Good grief.
"Please, call us back on our cell as soon as you get this!"
I call back: "Dad, what's up?"
He responds, "I lost the cell phone and can't find it."
"So, like, Dad, you're on Bluetooth. Where are you calling from?"
Dad goes, "From in the car."
"So, Dad, it isn't lost, it's misplaced."
Mom interjects: "I THINK SOMEONE STOLE IT!"
Understand, they have a nothing phone, not a model that would attract light fingers.
"Nobody stole the phone, Mom. Your Bluetooth has a range of about 30 feet. It's in the ..."
"SOMEONE STOLE IT!"
"Mom, if your phone were stolen, the thief would have to be driving around behind you. "
"Well then, your father left it behind at the doctor's office."
"And the doctor's office is how far away, Mom?"
Dad responds, "About three miles."
"Dad, pull in somewhere and shut the car off. Don't use the car Bluetooth to answer. I'll call back again. Listen for the phone."
I call back three times in a row. They keep on answering through the Bluetooth.
Eventually, they get IT. But they can't find it. They must, MUST find it. I'm almost three hours away.
So, my mother responds brightly, "Well, we'll just have to take it in to the Mercedes dealership."
Good grief.