A conversation between a mother, two teenagers and a little boy.
Mother and three boys are in car. Mother is driving.
“Momma, I have apple in my teeth. I can’t get it out.” – Little Boy
“Sweetie, I am driving. Try to scrape it out with your fingernail.” – Mom
“I tried already. I can’t get it out. Do something. Wahhh.” – Little Boy
“I can’t help you. We will be home soon and I will get some floss for you.” – Mom
“Wahhh. It hurts. I don’t like having it in my teeth.” – Little Boy
Mother’s cell phone begins to ring.
“Oh, I bet that’s the glass place calling. They are supposed to install the bathroom mirror today and said they would call when they are on their way. Will you please go in my purse and answer the phone?” – Mom (looks at Tall Boy)
Tall Boy takes out ringing cell phone from purse.
“Hello. No, we are not interested.” – Tall Boy
“Who was that?” – Mom
“I don’t know.” – Tall Boy
“What did they say? Was it the glass place?” – Mom
“Maybe. They wanted to talk to you.” – Tall Boy
“Why didn’t you talk to them? Why did you hang up so quickly?” – Mom
“I don’t know the guy. Why would I talk to him?” – Tall Boy
“Are you kidding me? I asked you to answer the phone for me. That means engage in a conversation to find out what the caller needs. You need to call the glass place back. Please call them back and ask if they are coming to install the mirror.” – Mom
“I don’t want to call them back.” – Tall Boy
“Momma, my tooth hurts. I can’t get the apple out. Wahhh.” – Little Boy
“Would you please see if you can help your little brother get the apple out of his teeth?” – Mom (looks at Old Boy)
“Gross. I don’t want to do that. He needs to get it out himself.” – Old Boy
Cell phone rings.
“Oh. That’s the glass place. Get the phone. Answer the phone please.” – Mom (looks at Tall Boy)
“I don’t want to get the phone. You talk to the glass guy.” – Tall Boy
“I can’t talk to him. I’m driving. Just ask if they are coming over to the house.” – Mom
Phone continues to ring. Mother hands phone to Tall Boy.
“I don’t want to answer the phone. Make him do it.” – Tall Boy (looks at Old Boy)
“I thought I was getting apple out of his teeth. I’m not answering the phone” – Old Boy ( looks at Little Boy)
Cell phone continues to ring.
“Stop arguing. Someone needs to talk to the glass place.” – Mom
Cell phone rings again.
“Somebody answer the f@%$&*% phone! Forget it. I’m pulling over.” – Mom
Mom pulls car over to the side of the road. Mother talks on phone. Mother pulls away from curb and begins to drive home.
“Mom, I’m sorry I didn’t answer the phone.” – Tall Boy
“Me too.” – Old Boy
“Momma, I got the apple out of my teeth. I’m okay now. You said an ugly word. You owe me a quarter.” – Little Boy