Pretending to Listen…

You know how sometimes when you pick up the phone when someone is in the middle of leaving a message and the answering machine just keeps recording? That’s what happened a few years ago when Roberto was in the hospital. He called one Saturday morning to update me on when he might be getting out of the hospital. We had already planned an out of town trip so I was hoping he would be out in time for that.

This message ensued. I shared it with a mutual friend after his death and she, knowing both me and Roberto very well, wisely commented,

If it was important enough for you to say it, it was important enough for him to pretend to listen!

You can literally hear his impatience building as I prattled on about the mismatched kitchen appliances.