I'm a mean daughter...
Went on break in the lounge with my friends. A co-worker who was in the kitchen part asks us if the cell phone on the stove is one of ours. It isn't, but we think it could be our supervisor's so I get up to go check.
It isn't our supervisors...it's my mother's.
I contemplate hanging on to it until quittin' time but am advised that that would be <i>too</i> evil. (I think it would have been funny but I'm mean like that.)
So I email her when I get back.
Me: Are you missing anything?
Mama: My phone?
Me: I don't know. ARE you missing your phone?
Mama: Do you have my phone? I think I left it in the lounge!
Me: You left it on the stove. I almost waited until we got ready to go home, but [co-worker] told me not to give you a heart attack like that.
Mama:[Supervisor] went to see if it is still in there since I'm doing something for him.
Me:Ooops! Oh well, you can tell him it's been found. Although, I might hold it for ransom.
Mama: you meany!
What would she have said if I'd done what I'd orginally planned? hehehehehehe
You're just terrible! ;)
LOL
Hehehe
I'd have done just that. Let her fret and then hold it for ransom. But she's always complaining about me leaving things or forgetting things. So when she does, I always like to point it out. hehehe I also would've left her like a bunch of messages on it first.
LOL Amina! You know, if
LOL Amina!
You know, if their office phone had caller id I'd have called her from it. hehehehe
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