We have a Panasonic wireless phone.
A great advantange for me. I can set it beside me wherever I am. On the first or second ring, I’m right there!!
Except . . .
The other day I am resting in another room, upon my bed of ease! I have left the phone in its cradle. The answering machine kicks in after six rings. I have valiantly tried to arise from my bed of ease. Kicking my feet to the floor, I grab my walker. I stand and feel my feet under foot! They are alright, so I begin the venture across the floor. Three rings and I speed up my stride. Five rings and I’m just around the corner — but there a few more corners to go. As I reach the phone, the ringing in my ears is gone, and so is the caller.
So, today . . .
I’ve headed to the throne room (la salle de bain) and inadvertantly left the phone in anothe part of the house. In the midst of my concentration, I hear this ringing in my ears. I arise to go forth. I leave the rest of the story to you to fill in — the ending is that the message machine got the best of me!
Now, I’m carrying the phone with me — it’s within a meter of me right now!!
You sure know how to tell a story in color….