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One ringy-dingy…Two ringy-dingy…

February 16, 2012 By Talya Tate Boerner 10 Comments

Harold Green butt dialed me at 12:30 am this morning. It startled me. Anytime the phone rings in the middle of the night, you immediately think someone’s in jail or dead. Or both. I was completely delirious – sick with a cold – dozing from warm bourbon & lemon juice (medicinal). I couldn’t seem to answer my cell phone, even with a dreadfully loud Adam Ant ringtone blasting directly beside my head.  I knew it was Harold Green. He left no voice mail, but as my smart phone rang, his picture brightly lit the dark bedroom, as if he were the one bellowing out Desperate but not Serious. How on earth had I changed my ring to Adam Ant? 
Maybe it was Chester calling for Lucy? Chester, Harold’s dog, lives in the neighborhood and has a thing for our oldest schnauzer. They like to hang out down the street on Harry’s porch. (Harry is not to be confused with Harold – two separate neighbors…) Harry is without a doubt Munger Place’s most interesting neighbor. He generously hosts a daily happy hour, weather permitting, for anyone who wants to partake, complete with true life tales of the union business and mafia entanglements. Oftentimes there are more dogs than people present. Chester and Lucy have a standing date nearly daily around 5:00 on Harry’s porch. Even so, he should know better than to call her at such a godawful hour.
Smart phones and caller id have certainly eliminated prank phone calling which was a favorite pastime of certain bored little kids in Arkansas. Terrible I know. We loved to randomly call people in the phone book, identify ourselves as disc jockeys with WHBQ, and ask the person who answered to sing the Campbell Soup song. They ALWAYS sang. Now, there is no way we sounded remotely mature enough to be radio personalities, but they always sang, hoping to win chicken noodle soup for life or something. Then we would giggle and hang up. Crazy hoodlum children. 
When Mam-maw Tate died, we got the call in the middle of the night. “We lost Ruby,” Papa Homer said. What? How did you lose her? Why would you let a nearly 90 year old wander off in the middle of the night? It took us a minute to realize what he meant. Wee hour phone calls are almost always bad news.
Although we have become pretty good ‘acquaintances’, I don’t think I’m Harold’s emergency contact person. I don’t think I rank that high on his list. Not yet anyway. When I cleared my head, I texted him. 
Me:       Harold, did you call me just now?
Harold: No, but it seems my phone did. I don’t know why my phone felt the need to call you so late.
:)) Butt dialing. It happens sometimes. Stupid smart phones.
talya

Musical Pairings:


Adam Ant, “Desperate but not Serious”
Peggy Lee, “He’s a Tramp”

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Comments

  1. Talya's Mom says

    February 16, 2012 at 2:17 pm

    Very funny.

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  2. Colene says

    February 16, 2012 at 3:28 pm

    If there was a VERY funny box above I would have checked it! We had several of those telephones in various colors. In fact Paula got a beige one for her birthday and her very own teen-line. No call waiting back then!

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    • grace grits and gardening says

      February 16, 2012 at 5:44 pm

      We always wanted a teen line but never got one!

      Reply
  3. Anonymous says

    February 16, 2012 at 3:46 pm

    yes ,,,we had party lines in our house in Arkansas and I would listen to my neighbors gossip and chat about others,,,the pranks ,,,”do you have prince albert in a can,,,they said yes ,,,we let him out and hang up…and there were others….I sorta miss those party lines…thanks for your blog today ,,,very funny.
    another girl from arkansas,,,gail

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    • grace grits and gardening says

      February 16, 2012 at 5:43 pm

      We must have learned it from YOU!

      Reply
  4. Bryanski says

    February 16, 2012 at 5:15 pm

    Loved it, Is your refrigerator running? “You better catch it before it gets away!”

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    • grace grits and gardening says

      February 16, 2012 at 5:43 pm

      I think this is still funny!

      Reply
  5. Timmie Lynn says

    February 16, 2012 at 5:22 pm

    I remember as a kid we had to wait for the little ladies on our party line to finish talking before we could use the phone….unless it was an emergency….an emergency ruled out everything. We also had a young couple on the party line that breathed a lot on the phone. I think they eventually got married….then divorced….goes to show they should have talked a little while they held up the phone line. I vaguely remember….Is your refrigerator running? : )

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  6. grace grits and gardening says

    February 16, 2012 at 5:42 pm

    We did the “is your refrigerator running” one as well as “do you have prince albert in a can?” We were easily entertained. I think it’s still hilarious.

    Also, John and I went to the LSU-Oregon football game with Craig & Lori Barnett last September. Craig butt dialed me 3 times sitting right beside me at the game. It was so loud in there I never heard my phone but felt it vibrate. Each time I checked to see who it was, it was always Craig. We were all peeing in our pants laughing about this!

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  7. Tim says

    February 18, 2012 at 12:07 am

    lol…Well, after reading this hilarious blog, I guess I can quit waiting for my life-time supply of Chicken Noodle Soup, then!=(

    Reply

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