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Weird Phone Call
So last night after I put the new stuff in the bathroom and separated the old stuff into throw-away and give-to-charity-shop, and while I'm reading the rice cooker manual (good oatmeal this morning!), the phone rings. I answer it and in a light soft slurred, almost lisping tone is unmistakably my father's voice. He says "Hey, this is your brother." I argue with him for about a minute that he is not my brother. Then he says to let that go and starts talking about my stepmother and her son & his family bringing him and coming up to visit and I'm ready to say no until he starts mentioning places -- Oak Harbor, Olympic Peninsula, a trip to Portland to see Lisa and her kids -- and I interrupt and say "I don't live in Seattle." So we argue for another minute that I don't live in Seattle. Finally, he says "Where do you live?" and I say "Virginia" and we argue about that. Then he asks who he's talking to. I say "Your daughter," and it turns out he thought he had called and was talking to his sister Geri all this time.
This makes me feel a bit less weird until he seriously starts arguing, knowing who I am, that I don't live in Virginia. He gives up on that and says his brain doesn't work and I tell him I know that. I didn't tell him mine wasn't working as well as usual. I tell him I heard about a patch for Parkinson's that keeps people from shaking as much, and then I tell him about Brian Stableford's story in the new Asimov's -- I'll rot13 this for spoilers:
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But Dad didn't get the moral of the story nor the import to his history. Oh well. He probably called Geri next and claimed to be her father.
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