“Hello, I’m Jenny and I work for an escort agency. I’m sorry to ring you but I need to speak to you about a call I received from your phone number last week.”
I was speechless. I had no idea how to respond, so I just said really slowly “Okay.”
I withdrew into my bedroom and shut the door so my children wouldn’t hear the call. Then she told me the news.
She received a couple of calls from my phone the previous week asking the prices of certain services. She said she is a mother too, and when she realised it was a “little boy” on the phone, and there was another one in the background giggling, she decided to let me know. Lucky for me, our phone number was displayed on her system.
She finished by saying “I just thought you might like to know.” Bless her little cotton socks – I wanted to know alright! I’ve never met a call girl or escort or prostitute or brothel worker, and I was so very, very grateful that she cared enough to ring me. She sounded absolutely lovely on the phone. I couldn’t thank her enough.
Now it was time to deal with those two rascals of mine.
I called the boys together and sat them down, and told them about the call I’d just received from the nice lady on the phone. They both confessed and said they were just joking and promised they’d never do it again.
However, Son 2 tried to win some brownie points and show how intelligent they were and said:-
“Don’t worry Mum, we didn’t use our phone. We used your work phone!”
WHAT???? They used a Government phone! To ring an escort agency! And now there was a record of it!
I was shame-faced as I reported my boys’ actions to the CEO of the Government Department I was working for at the time. He couldn’t help but bellow with laughter – because he has sons – and knows all too well the antics they are capable of.
© 2015 CEW
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