Unless someone is in hospital, dying, or about to die, please wait to call me until 6:30 on a weekday morning. Calling at 5:30 jacks my adrenaline to unsafe levels. Thanks, love you.
Apparently, Dad was feeling really awful this morning and Mom got scared something really heinous was up. While I appreciate being notified, it seems unnecessary if he's resting at home.
This is why I don't tell my family my phone number. Really, for years they couldn't contact me except by e-mail and I liked it that way. Then one day Grandma hunted down the number to the base in Cuba and called me at work for no good reason other then a guilt trip. So I moved to Japan. :)
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Urgh.
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