Yay! My first true drabble fic! Count 'em, 100 words even (minus the title). This started out as a joke between me and my brother.
Summary: Tom, looking for a sitter, said on the phone he'd hang up on himself. What was the other person's reaction?
Dedicated to my brother who took part in this joke.
The Phone
She walked by the telephone for what was probably the hundredth time today. She hadn't had a good babysitting gig in months. A few, perhaps, but hardly enough to pay the bills. Thank goodness she had her husband working full time. These days, she'd be satisfied with any job.
She passed by again when it suddenly rang. She answered it and said, "Hello, how may I help you?"
"Hello," a male voice said resignedly, "I'll just hang up on myself," and she heard him hang up.
She sighed and said, "Well, that was rude. Heck, I'd even take twelve kids."
This is CF signing off.