Piya's Perspective

Sunday evening, as I was making dinner, Ari’s cell phone rang.  It was my parents.  Strange.  I had talked to them earlier in the evening.  They were calling Ari’s phone, not mine.

A few brief words are exchanged.  Ari heads over to the couch and takes my phone from Simeon.  Simeon is not happy.  Ari says thank you and hangs up.  Ari then calls A to explain things.

Usually, I’m pretty good about not leaving my phone where Simeon can reach it.  He has played with my phone before.  Even managed to add a few numbers with no names to my address book.  And in one case deleted the name associated to a phone number (anybody have a number ending in 6720?).  In these cases, I’m usually sitting next to him.  I set the phone on airplane mode so he can’t make any calls and I’m constantly pushing the clear button.

I wasn’t so good this time.  I left my phone on the couch.  Simeon found it and made a call. Two calls actually.  He called A (the first number in my address book) and he called my parents (the last number I called).  Seems the three of them had quite the conversation and Simeon wasn’t very happy when daddy ended it.

On the bright side, he responded with ‘hi’ when my dad answered the phone. 

Scary thing is I’m not sure I even know how to do a 3-way call.