So then…I plop on the sofa, nearly toppling 3 tweens in the process, as I balance my plate of delectable desserts from the buffet table.
I toss a couple Lemon Squares and a Brownie onto my friend Tracy’s plate as we chatter away amongst her relatives and friends at her party.
Music’s playing, people are laughing, the adults are talking…it’s a fun time.
But I notice all the tweens sitting and standing around are mesmerized by their Iphone screens instead of…you know…talking to each other like we did when we were their age. So I point this out, in the most tactful and delicate way possible, of course. (Ha!)
Whereupon, my tween daughter Chloe interrupts me to say in her most exasperated, long-suffering tone of voice, “Mom, we know, we know – when you grew up, all 7 of your family had to share a rodeo phone!”
Then all the adults within earshot burst out laughing.
Chloe asks, “What? What? What’s so funny?”
I’m practically choking on my Lemon Bar.
I ask, “Did you say ‘all 7 of you had to share a RODEO phone?’”
“Yeah,” she says with a confused look. “That’s what it was called, right?”
Tracy says, “Rotary, Chloe – it was called a ROTARY phone.”
Chloe waves her hand dismissively – “Rotary – rodeo – same thing.”
We laugh some more. “No, not the same thing!”
Can you imagine? How cool would that have been to really have a RODEO phone?
“Calling all clowns!”
“Hello, I’d like to speak to the bull, please.”
“Any cute cowboys on the line today?”
Of course we never let Chloe forget her faux pas – and we bring up the “Rodeo Phone” whenever possible –
mainly because she delivered her line with so much cocky gusto, trying to tease me about my antiquated communications notions, and she was so dreadfully wrong about the correct terminology.
So of course you can imagine how delighted we were when David Letterman asked Justin Bieber not to tattoo his arms like those people who practically ink whole murals of the Sistine Chapel – and Justin cockily retorted that he’d never get a tattoo of the “Sixteenth Chapel!”
Justin honestly had no idea what the Sistine Chapel was – and tried to mock David for suggesting such an absurd idea for a tattoo — the Sixteenth Chapel! You could see Justin’s confused, annoyed expression like why are you even saying the 16th chapel, Dave — what about chapels 1 through 15? You’re so weird!
When I saw that video clip, I was crying with laughter! I couldn’t wait to hop on my Rodeo Phone and tell Chloe all about it!
— Darcy Perdu
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(Any of your kids or co-workers mispronounce a word — or bungle song lyrics? How about YOU? Time to fess up! I always thought Yosemite Sam was pronounced “Yossa-Might” Sam. My sister read the entire book Gone with the Wind thinking that Sue Ellen’s name was pronounced as one word (SueEllen like Suede) so she called her “Swalene.” Share your misconceptions — and those of your friends and family!)