What we’ve had here is a failure to communicate.
Last week when Dearly Beloved was out somewhere, I sent him three (he says four) e-mails. Let me point out that (a) I don’t text and (b) if I wanted to tell him something, I’d call him.
The e-mails were something I thought he’d be interested in at some point and might not see otherwise. I didn’t expect him to look at them right at that moment.
For reasons I don’t understand, DB drives with his iPhone in his pants pocket. He keeps it set on vibrate. That means that whenever someone attempts to communicate with him, it emits a quick noise like someone sat on a whoopee cushion and simultaneously sets off a buzz in his britches.
I suppose that’s hard to ignore.
Soooo. . . when he returned home after my three–or four–vibrations, he said, “Don’t send me any more of those chain e-mail Forwards crap” or something to that effect.
Just for the record, that is not what I sent him. I detest chain e-mails. Perhaps, I suggested, he had not examined them closely before asking me not to send them. We discussed this in some detail and that may be what prompted him to impart his wisdom to his son and sons-in-law with this e-mail:
Subject: Learn from the master
Maintain a moderate tone when telling the wife not to send you any more political links or chain emails.
For example don’t say “DON’T SEND ME ANY MORE OF THIS ####!!!
Sent from my iPhone
This morning I did not forward this delightful video to him, but after he saw me laughing, he watched it on my computer and soon his face broke into a big grin, too. Along with 2,000,000 other people, Elder Dude found it worth watching. So very wise of him!