Well, she did anyway. Many times. In fact, for the past several months my grandma would look upon her recently installed Caller ID and feel threatened when my number came up. I didn’t realise this was happening, and so I tried and tried and tried for weeks, even months, to reach my beloved grandma. She’s in her 80s and so I would always let it ring around 10 times to be certain she had plenty of time to reach the phone. Nothing. I though I was ridiculously unlucky at reaching her. I struck out every damn time. I stopped playing the lottery. No more champion table poker. OK, OK, the last two things aren’t true, in fact, the only card game I can play is UNO, but I did try her less frequently as my unlucky streak forged ahead with every unsuccessful connection. I felt I’d never hear my grandma’s voice again until…
Mom sent an email declaring “Grandma’s home if you want to try her now! Her car is broken down; she’s not going anywhere!” In swift response, I gathered my phone and dialled.
AHA! My chance at last! It rang a few times before I heard her rural-sweet voice, “Hello?”
“Grandma! Love you most!” We always say that to each other.
“Well I’ll be!”
“Yeah it’s been ages! You don’t know how many times I’ve tried to reach you over the past few months! What have you been up to? Where have you been?”
That’s when she fessed up. You see, I caught her this time because she was sleepy, having just been napping in her chair. My call weaselled in before she had the sense to look at the Caller ID. She’d been purposely not answering the phone because she had no idea what the 01144 was before my English phone number and thought it was some pervert caller playing tricks on her! She’d had some crank callers recently and wasn’t taking any chances with an unfamiliar number!
I am absolved for not keeping in touch and we had a good laugh over the whole thing, revisiting the humorous mix-up a couple of times over during our 75 minute long-overdue conversation.
International phone perverts beware: there’s a little old lady in Indiana who’s onto you.