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Wednesday, June 11, 2008

NIGHT SOUNDS
There's nothing worse than a phone call in the middle of the night, have you noticed? I got one of those last night. 1:15 a.m. the phone jerks me out of a sound sleep. I automatically think the worst: my mom's had another heart attack, Dave's mom is having another mini stroke, or his dad with Alzheimer's has wandered off. Blinking to clear my blurry vision, I glance at caller ID and breathe easier when I realize it's not a known number.

I manage to croak out a "Hello." This YOUNG voice, a female teenager, asks for Tyler. "There's no Tyler here," I say, preparing to hang up. But no. This chick has the AUDACITY to ARGUE with me at 1:15 in the morning! She goes, "Well, he gave me this number. It has to be right." Um did she think I was lying or what? I repeat my phone number to her. "Is that what you called?" I ask. "Yes," she says. "Well it's the wrong number. I don't know a Tyler."

"He has to be there," she insists.

By now, I've had it. "I don't know any Tyler," I say. She starts to argue some more but my patience is exhausted and I hang up on her. Shocking I know. But I couldn't believe this girl was arguing with me. What did she think was going on? I had Tyler hidden away and wouldn't let him come to the phone? If I'd been his mother, I would have said, "Sorry, he's not allowed to take calls this late." I wouldn't have denied his existence. What are girls learning these days? I'm flummoxed!
Colleen Coble  
posted at 4:00 AM  
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At 9:25 AM, Blogger Suzanne said...

I got a call years ago at 2:30 in the morning.

"Someone called me from this number, what did you want?"

I was so upset. Yes, I'd called her. In the DAYTIME. It was when I sold Avon and had to make phonecalls for my district manager.

I hung up on her and she called back.

This time I yelled at her. Something about, "Are you insane? Do you know what time it is?" And then I turned the ringer off and went back to bed.

 
At 9:35 AM, Blogger Rachel Hauck said...

C, wow, you were more patient than I'd have been up front.

But it is really sad to see some of today's young girls, acting like boys, but in now way have the emotional make up to handle it. She had no idea this guy Tyler gave her a wrong number.

I hope this helps wise her up.

Have fun cleaning the porch!

Rachel

 
At 10:03 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

"Tyler doesn't live here. Never known a Tyler to live here. I don't even know a Tyler. In fact, I don't know how to break this to you, but since he gave you the wrong number, I'm thinkin' you don't know a Tyler either."

 
At 10:51 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Oh my gosh, Suzanne, that's terrible. I would have yelled too. LOL Nothing worse than being awakened in the middle of the night.

I was trying to be nice at first, Rach. LOL But wow, she sure pushed my buttons. Di, I wish I could think as fast on my feet, er back, as you do!

 
At 11:44 AM, Blogger WK said...

That is bad, especially if you have family that is or could be sick. Or if like me you have little ones and they are with their grandmother. I'd have a fit. But then everyone who knows us knows, you call our cell or we don't answer. I honestly have no idea why we have a home phone. We literally don't answer it. It just rang, went to the answeringmachine, I'll listen at some point today, but apparently it's not someone who knows us or anything because even the kids docs know to call our cell phone.

Now when that rings in the middle of the night, I freak. Had a woman to call and say that my number was in her man's phone and who was I. I asked who her man was, she said she' wasn't telling me, I said well I can't tell you who I am then can I, she got ugly and hubby heard her and grabbed my phone. He asked her did she know what time it was? Did she care that his mother was dying from cancer and we had enough to deal with and didn't need some woman with so little trust of her man to call a number in the middle of the night. He told her to have a good life and rethink who she was with. Then hung up. I just starred at him. Yeah at the time his mom was dying, but not that bad yet. We had another month or so before we moved in with them to care for her. But.......I mean sometimes you just have to wonder. I remember when I was a kid/teen I couldn't call anyone after 9pm and no one could call me after that time, unless it was an emergency and my mom is a nurse so for her she meant a real emergency and not a break up and my friends knew this.

Sorry you were woken that way. It's no fun.

hugs,
Wendyk

 
At 3:48 PM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Wow, that's some story, Wendy! Grrr!!!

 
At 4:36 PM, Blogger Jill said...

We had a teenage girl call our home after midnight, asking for our teenage son. He gave his phone number to her when they met at camp a year ago! My husband told her we didn't take calls that late at night. The next day I called back and asked to speak to her mother. I told the mom that I was sure she would want to know that her teenage daughter was calling people in the middle of the night. I also pointed out that with so many weirdos out there, it was fortunate for her that we were decent people that didn't try to take advantage of her unwise actions. The mother thanked me. We've never heard from the daughter again.

www.jillboydsplace.blogspot.com

 
At 5:21 PM, Blogger Mocha with Linda said...

Kids are taught no respect or common sense any more. Mostly because their parents haven't learned any either!

My most recent aggravating night time phone call was the 1:00 a.m. phone call from my mom's assisted living facility to let me know that she had fallen. She was unhurt, but they are required to notify the family. The problem? She had fallen at 10:30 p.m.!

I was so dumbfounded and half-asleep that I just acknowledged the call and went back to sleep. But that one got a call to the Director the next day. She was also amazed: "They didn't!"

Speaking of losing sleep...I am in the midst of Anathema. Oooh, it's good!!

 
At 5:25 PM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

If I'd had that girl's number, I would have done that too, Jill! It came up Unknown. But oh how I wish I could have called back. LOL

Linda, you just made my day! :)

 
At 5:44 PM, Blogger WK said...

LOL I actually remember as a teen getting a call, while me, my cousins(who where usually at my house) my mom where still up, the phone rang at 9:05 or something and my answered, it wasn't work, the hospital. She asked is it an emergency? Do you need a nurse, doctor? Are you hurt? Do you need a ride? are you in danger of being hurt? No, well then call back after 8am and before 9pm otherwise this number is disconnected and does not take non-emergency calls. And hung up. Funny thing, it was my best friend. She knew the girl had for years and still it was a no go.LOL But it sent the message and rarely did anyone try to call after 9pm even when she worked the shift and wasn't home at 9pm.

We are trying to raise our kids to have respect and I find myself telling them the things my grandmother taught me. We have words that aren't allowed, stupid being one of them. It's not a bad word, persay but they know "mom doesn't like that word".

It's hard these days. I mean you turn on daytime tv, morning tv, or heck tv at anytime and unless you know which channels to be on the commericals are way beyond what my kids at 6 &4 need to see. Some cartoons are beyond them. And I think what's happened to us that it's okay now? I mean what happened to TV shows not the rated r movie channels but reg stations are showing more that alot of the porn did? I think it all leads to the wrong message and kids are being told that parents can't correct misbehavior and we can't do this or that or it's "wrong". I've had people give me the "eye" because I correct my children in a store. It's as though we aren't supposed to let them be disappointed. But I'm sorry that's life.

And I'm waaaay off point huh? But it's something I've been having a really hard time with. I want my kids to be respectful, well adjusted, faith oriented kids who are mindful without being cowarded. Does that make sense?

A great post to read Colleen. I'm still waiting to get my copy of Anathema! I will soon.

Ya'll have a good night now.
hugs,
WendyK
www.the-keels.blogspot.com

 
At 5:54 PM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Great post, Wendy! You're being a good mom. Oh if all mothers taught their kids that kind of respect!

No Anathema yet? Let me check on it! You've been on the reviewers list forever.

 
At 6:28 PM, Blogger Winter Peck said...

While my husband was in Iraq I got a phone call left on my answering machine while kids and I were at my folks for Thanksgiving.

Some gal called to tell my husband she loved him and some other gibberish, left her pone # which I called the next day and found out there was no one by that name at that number, then hung up. The call came at midnight.

1.) Call me at this hour of the night, you're gonna get your head bit off. I'm not nice when I'm woke up.

2.) I knew it was some teen by her tone, so it was a prank phone call.

3.) This was so disturbing on many levels. My husband was in Iraq, with other women who could and would call the wife and say stuff like this. This is not something my kids needed to hear, a lie like this can upset them when they're already on alert to the fact their father wasn't home.

Had I actually been home to answer that call, I would have reamed the girl for saying that and told her my husband was over in Iraq in harms way while she was over here picking random numbers to call in the middle of the night. One time I wished I could have taught the disrespectful child a lesson.

 
At 6:29 PM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Oh my goodness, Winter, that is so cruel! I don't get why teens do things like that.

 
At 10:01 PM, Blogger hotcoffeenow said...

Our home number is one digit off from both the county jail and the mental hospital, lol. I kid you not. You can imagine the calls we get by mistake. I especially like when my kids answer and the callers still insist it must be the jail (or mental unit). Yea, the age for a worker's permit was lowered to 8! :)

cheryl

 
At 6:04 AM, Blogger Timothy Fish said...

I once had a call in the middle of the night in old meaning of the term. I was deep in sleep when I heard the doorbell ring. At first, I wasn't sure what I heard and then it rang again. I climbed out of bed, walked through the house into the living room. I looked through the little peephole and saw a hispanic man, that I didn't recognize, standing on my front step. I turned around, walked back through the house and climbed into bed. Let him figure out that he was at the wrong house.

 
At 7:20 AM, Blogger Inspire said...

Colleen,

I'm sorrow to read about Dave's dad having Alzheimer's. My precious father passed away on New Year's Eve and he journeyed through this heartbreaking desease.

I've come to the conclusion that people with Alzheimer's are 'locked in'. They are still there, but get to the point where they cannot communicate or act the way they want to. I heard my own family members say 'he isn't there' or 'he's not the father you knew'. All lies.

Here is a link to 'Memory Bridge' a site about Alzheimer's that is fantastic. Look at the video clips...they are amazing. I applied some of the things I saw on this site, and my father would open up to me, talk and laugh. It brought he and I closer, and now I have some precious memories of my time with him before he died.

http://www.memorybridge.org/

I know this was off track from your post, but when I saw the word 'Alzheimer's' I had to post.

 
At 8:08 AM, Blogger Pam Meyers said...

A couple weeks ago my cell rang at three a.m. The ring tone is the song "Your Name," and it started blasting. I had my clock radio set to get up early for church. In my deepest sleep I thought it was my radio and thought to myself "That's interesting Moody Radio is playing the same song as my cell." It went to voice mail before I could answer and I had to call back. It wasn't a prank call. It was my boyfriend saying he felt very sick. We live an hour apart so I couldn't rush over. He eventually went to the hosp and was diagnosed as having a heart attack. The symptoms were fluish, not heart attack in the usual way we think of. They inserted a stent and praise the Lord he's doing fine and there was no heart damage.

Since my parents are now deceased I stopped getting wee-hours calls like that. But they are very scary. And when they are a wrong number I am always annoyed because by the time I answer I am so not able to fall back to sleep.

 
At 8:19 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Oh Cheryl, I can only imagine! LOL That kicks my writers mind into gear, let me tell you. LOL

I wouldn't have answered the door either, Timothy. I would have sent Dave. LOL

Thanks for that link, Inspire. Alzheimers is a horrible disease. It's so painful to watch. I'll check out that link.

Pam, so scary! I'm glad he's doing okay.

 
At 9:16 AM, Blogger WK said...

Ohh Winter,
I had to comment. first Thank you! What your hubby and your family does for is greatly appreciated. My grandfather was a Korean War Vet(he would never talk about the war only told 2 stories, one funny as heck and one to show us that war was no game it was life and death), I have a cousin in Germany now, he a vet of the first Gulf War, and a few other "events" rarely talked about. He was on President detail the last time the President went overseas(but we didn't know it until a month later, after a month of not being able to reach him or his family or find him).

So when I read something like your comment it really bothers me and makes me angry. Your family has enough to deal with and no matter someones feelings on a conflict,war, or any of it, they should respect your family and it's ties to our men and woman who allow them to have the freedom to disagree with the government.

I will keep you and your family in my prayers. And I apologize on behave of mothers who may not realize their teens have no sense and respect for what a hard thing it is you do for our country.

hugs,
Wendyk

 
At 8:26 PM, Blogger Mocha with Linda said...

Finished Anathema late last night. Ahhh. Great ending!!

 
At 1:15 AM, Blogger Kristin said...

"Tyler honey, did you give our number out to some bimbo? She's on the phone." : )

 
At 4:25 PM, Blogger Elle said...

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At 4:30 PM, Blogger Elle said...

I have gotten a few calls in the past year for a man I have never heard of. Most of these calls are from a business that tells me "oh, okay I'd just like to tell you that we will remove your name from our list". I've been told this 3 times in the past! But at leat they didn't call at night!
(By the way Colleen I stayed up all night last night because once I started Anathema I could not stop until I got to the end! God gave you a wonderful gift!)

 
At 10:56 PM, Blogger squiresj said...

I could write about the government and their ineffectiveness. I am going through battle after battle with Social Security over my SSI. I cannot get them to enter my husband's checks on time and then they get mad if they overpay me. So now they are withholding my funds and making me wait two months to get it. I have come to dislike most government people. Problem is I am married to a Deputy/Jailer.
God Bless

 

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