For my three loyal readers who don’t know this, my husband and I don’t have the same last name. His last name is Hughes.
Bob went to a workshop out of town yesterday and he told me he’d call when he arrived and got settled.
The phone rang at about the right time and I assumed it was him and said a very friendly, “Hello.”
An equally friendly English-as-a-second-language voice asked for Mrs. Huge.
I couldn’t resist.
“I’m Mrs. Huge,” I said.
It was a telemarketer.