There are: Phone-calls---and,then...there are: Phone-calls!

 

Missed phone-call---Damn!...Hmm!?...

 

Our NWS-man showed off his acumen at forecasting---again…

called for “no”-snow Sunday (got 1 ½”!). His forecast for

the day-previous (Saturday) called for 8” of snow---None!?

 

So? On Sunday evening I went out and shoveled the

drive, walks and back-patio where I feed the wild-birds.

 

Monday, around-noon, the phone rang. Our “Grandson”!

 

Lady-Candy answered the phone; I was lying on the sofa.

I could discern by her tone and her-side of the conversation

that the caller was Mr. Z. Tyler, our “favorite”-Grandson!?

 

Later, after my mid-day “nap”, Lady-Candice apprised me

of “our”-boy’s call. Seems he got up and took Lovely-wife,

Miss-Jennifer, to work because of the ice-“slick” roadways. Wow!

 

I once knew a guy who took his wife to her work---every-day…for years!

 

Now, our Z.-man, dropped Jen off and then went on to his job. Hmm!?

 

Our “Boy” is quite the “Gentleman”!---I’d like to say…”Like-me”!...But…???

 

Sure, I got Lady-Candice to work---back in-the-day…and, then…?

 

Well, I went off for my very “busy”-important day!?---Uh!...Hmm!

Fishing! Hunting! Golfing! Lottery! Shopping! Softball!---And…more!

(I did pick Candy up from work---getting-hungry…coming supper-time!

 

Z. is Adonis-handsome! Classy! Sophisticated! Urbane! Intelligent! Witty!

 

I confess---with a tear in my eye…“If I grow-up, I wanna be just like Z. Tyler!”

 

Yeah! I know!---like the Chinese-philosopher…”Wo Fat-chance!” Hmm!?

 

My Confession-transgression: I am a “bum”!---1^st-class!...I practice…daily!

I’m a gypsy! Born & bred! Live in a 2-wheeled wagon! Move-often! (Running-fast)

 

So? I’ll never reach anywhere-near Z. Tyler’s station-in-life---Oh! Well!...Hmm!?

I ain’t suave-James Bond, either---but…I’m imaginative (a highly-creative liar). Well!?

 

Boy!? Next time the phone rings---I’ll get up…and, answer-it! I reckon-so!

 

Amen!