I have a life but I have nothing to say

Why is it that we are busy all day but when on the telephone we can't think of a single thing to say. Now there are those of you out there, you know who you are, that can talk about anything under the sun and not manage to bore me. Then again, there are those that repeat themselves over and over about the same old shit; we all know people like this, we know who they are. But me? I say things like, I've been working too much. I had a cold. My allergies are killing me. CD is fine. Joe Beegle needs a bath and Frazier is still wanting to lay an egg.

My dad called yesterday. Total talk time: 2 minutes Just wanted to make sure I was still alive.

I call my granddaughter. Total talk time: 5 minutes She has a life.

My daughter and son call me. Total talk time: varies - but always interesting.

My mother-in-law calls me. Total talk time: Never less than 30 minutes. Forget that show you've been waiting all week to see. Run to set up the recorder because you're definitely going to miss the best part.

Moral of this story? Sometimes it is enough just to hear your voice.


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