fairybasslet
Contributor
or was played on you.
I got my kid really good a couple of times. When he was in 6th grade I called our house phone from my cell phone early in the morning before school stared and pretended I was having a conversation with someone from the school. I was saying things like "It is? Why? Oh my. When do you think it will be fixed?" And he's standing beside me saying "What? What? No school?" So I tell him there was a water main break and school was closed. You should have seen him doing the happy dance for about 3 minutes. Yeah, I know that was mean.
Then a couple of years ago I got a male co-worker to call him on his cell phone and pretend to be an agent from the FBI. He told my son that they knew he was illegally downloading music and he would have to come into the FBI office.
My mom used to get me every single year with the same stupid joke. At breakfast when I was still half asleep (I am not a morning person) she would touch my hair and say "What's this? Ooo. there's a spider in your hair." I would jump and scream because I used to be so scarred of them. After years of the same stupid trick, she finally cured me of that fear.
I got my kid really good a couple of times. When he was in 6th grade I called our house phone from my cell phone early in the morning before school stared and pretended I was having a conversation with someone from the school. I was saying things like "It is? Why? Oh my. When do you think it will be fixed?" And he's standing beside me saying "What? What? No school?" So I tell him there was a water main break and school was closed. You should have seen him doing the happy dance for about 3 minutes. Yeah, I know that was mean.
Then a couple of years ago I got a male co-worker to call him on his cell phone and pretend to be an agent from the FBI. He told my son that they knew he was illegally downloading music and he would have to come into the FBI office.
My mom used to get me every single year with the same stupid joke. At breakfast when I was still half asleep (I am not a morning person) she would touch my hair and say "What's this? Ooo. there's a spider in your hair." I would jump and scream because I used to be so scarred of them. After years of the same stupid trick, she finally cured me of that fear.