Tony left his heart
My 80-year-old mother has a very full, active life. She knits. She reads. She waits for the mail.
Oh — and she constantly complains to me about receiving prerecorded scam phone calls.
“He called me again the other day!” she scowls at me over her coffee mug.
“Who? Your boyfriend Tony Bennett?” We both laugh. This joke never gets old for either of us.
“No! The ro-but!” she yells.
“Oh! You mean you got another robocall?”
“Yes! The RO-BUT!”
“So did you tell him off?” I giggle because I already know the answer.
“He says to me ‘Good morning Senior Citizen!’ First off — how in the hell does he know I’m a senior citizen?! UP YOURS BUDDY! That’s what I told him too!”
“I’m sure he learned his lesson then.”
“And then he has the gall to say, ‘Congrats! You’ve won an all-expense paid trip to the Bahamas! All you have to do is press number five on…
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