Today, we suddenly had a woman ON HER PHONE on the train today… and not quietly, either.
I was several feet away from her, a few yards/meters, and I could hear her rather easily… and I don’t have the greatest of hearing abilities, by the way.
It was nuts.
And she wasn’t young either…, so she totally knew better (aside from the fact that all over the train there are signs saying to put phones on “manaa mode”, manaa being the onomatopoeia for vibration, and not to be on calls on them while on the train.
(And then they remind everyone, “…please off your seat…,” to someone in need, on the next part of the repeated announcements.)
And she can read those signed… I only barely and I’m part can, and I’m not Japanese…, so she could totally read those announcements, and easily so.
Nonetheless, she took a phone call, it was silly, and I could hardly believe it but for yesterday’s eye-opening act.
My brother asked me if I was doing a carry-on bag for our trip.
I told him that I was, and he said that he was hoping/planning to do the same for the whole trip (with an exclamation point at the end!).
That was in text messages.
Talking over the phone a little while later, after our tickets (one set of them, anyway) were booked, we discussed the bags again, and the matter of bringing only a carry-on bag plus a purse.
‘My biggest concern right now is really what watch I’m gonna bring,’ he says to me.
‘I know what watch I’m bringing!’ I counter, and my mom laughs behind me, knowing full well what my brother must have just said, and laughing at him for it (not at my comment alone).
I only currently wear the watch this same brother gave to me several months ago.
It is awesome, and I wear it lovingly and with pride at the company, at my brother for finding and supporting it, and a little at myself for wearing it.
My brother knows this, and so does my mother, so we all got my teasing joke of a comment, and, once I told my brother that Mom was laughing, we all laughed at his dilemma.
My brother has an entire collection of watches, each one different from the rest, and all of them stellar quality and style…, and I would guess that they add up to around a hundred thousand dollars altogether…
He typically travels with three watches as a minimum – a casual chic, a sport, and a work watch that doubles as formal.
Sometimes, I believe, he brings something like seven, when it’s a longer trip, and he’ll have varied activities in which to participate and events to attend.
I always bring my one watch, and simply remove it whenever I do sport.
(The moment this company comes out with a sports-safe version of their watches, however, I am totally likely to have two watches, and quite suddenly so…. until that time, however, I have just the one.)
We absolutely love my brother’s love of watches, and I laud him for and value his efforts in creating watches with an awesome private watch company that has begun to make watches for him and to use him and his sports to create advertising for their watches…. frankly, he has done what we all dream to do, by turning a dorky passion into something that not only allows him to pursue his passion but to be encouraged in it and to be paid through it, all while always having a wonderful time with it all.
I am proud to share blood with him, and I love having fun with him around his love of watches (and many other things, too, actually).
At the end of our call, I ask him how the boating went with his friends earlier.
He tells me that he took some pictures, and so he’ll send me something.
After a few moments of flipping through photos, he sends me a wrist shot of the watch his buddy temporarily swapped him for two of his watches…
Seriously, brother?… You went boating, and you took pictures, and the only photo that actually comes out of it all is one of your wrist and a watch, where you really can’t tell that you’re out on a boat in the first place?
But, for him, of course it is. 😛
And, to be fair, when I saw the photo, while my secondary comment and thought related to the aforementioned concept, my first thought and comment were immediate: “His Carbotech!”
I knew exactly what watch it was, and even I was excited that my brother was getting to wear this watch… 😛
That’s what I sang to my mom as I played the ukulele tonight… it’s her sixtieth birthday today, and, just after I had sung her our usual birthday song (“On this day”), I suddenly had the beginning of “Sixteen Candles” in my head…
And it hit me: sixty sounds a lot like sixteen… I can do this!
So, I did a quick chord check, and then called her back.
As soon as I hit the third line, she was laughing… ‘sixty candles make a lovely light’… they do, indeed. 😛
And then, she apparently had her phone sitting open in front of her, with me on speakerphone, because she had just been sending my brother a message while I figured out one last detail before singing to her, and so, as I sang, the Animoji I had sent via her phone to my brother this morning was playing (silently) on repeat… as my mom said afterward, it was like one of those translated Kung-fu films, where the lips are nowhere near lining up with the dubbed speech, but, in our case, it was a tiny digital monkey serenading my mom with my voice. 😛
When she told me that, we both cracked up at the stupidity of it (including the fact that she kept watching the monkey babbling the whole time in the first place!). 😀
I love my mom… thank you for my mom, God… really great work there. 🙂
Some of the best days are the ones where you not only don’t pull out your phone, but you don’t even realize that you aren’t pulling it out… you come across it in your bag, say, near the end of the night, and you think, Oh, hello, phone… Haven’t seen you all day!, and then you continue on just as before, without doing anything but leaving the phone where it already has been hanging out all day.
Yep… some of the best days are like that… like today… 🙂
Though, just as Pooh and Piglet always share, I suppose that every day is not only like today, but it is today… “My favorite,” he always says… 🙂
Just to add on to what I shared last night, I share this bit of text message conversation between that same cousin and me today, following a photo she sent me via her mother’s phone.
Cousin: Phone has decided to stop working. Using mom’s for the moment. What do these look like?
Hannah: Almost like champagne glasses
Cousin: Quite bosomy. I had to get them for you
Tis admittedly a more generous bust than most.
I thought you might appreciate a cup size closer to your own. Most glasses are an A at best.
Hannah: Haha… Totally… I accept that idea. Personal champagne glasses.
I was all set to go to bed in the next ten or fifteen minutes, and excited that I was going to bed at the perfect time. But then I had a missed call from my cousin (via my uncle’s phone, since my cousin doesn’t have a regular phone with signal and all), and it was time semi-sensitive, so I called him back. 45 minutes later, I’m right back where I started, minus the excitement. Gotta love family. ;P