Amanduck

My mom got me out of bed this morning by convincing me we were going to go into town for a “Girl Day”, which ended up being fun but started off with a 2 hour session at AT&T where I served as a translator between her and the sales rep. He couldn’t really figure out how to use regular-person words…it was like trying to explain quantum physics to a puppy.

Anyways, we went to the local “boutique” to do girly things and I’m over by the mirror trying on this nice flannel piece when I overhear my mom and her friend trying to find personalized ringtones for their contacts. I heard my name. My mom’s friend says, “You need just the right ringtone for Amanda…search for duck noises!”

…um, excuse me?

As I continue eavesdropping, I hear my mom find the “perfect ringtone” for me – a cute little snippet of Donald Duck singing a Christmas tune. You know, now that I think about it, I do have a lot of duck-like qualities, I really can't think of a better fit.

They’re all ROFLing and my mom’s friend is like “HAHAHA OMG that’s perfect” and I’m just like…”let it slide, Amanda, let it slide. Look at how good this flannel looks on you.”

I continue to eavesdrop while they decide on a ringtone for my brother. I’m thinking, “hey, if I get Donald Duck, this ought to be good”. Expecting the worst (aka the best), I hear my mom say, “I need some sort of classical music or a song from Phantom of the Opera for Joe”.

I don’t know what I did to deserve this.

Finally, she turns to her friend again and says, “What do you want for yours?” and all she says is, “Anything but a duck.”

Some days you wake up and say to yourself, “this is definitely not going to be a laughing day” and then life surprises you.

Laugh at your own expense.

Manders