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chevygirl55
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« on: January 12, 2005, 02:08:19 pm »

The boss of a big company who needed to call one of his employees about an urgent problem with one of the main computers, dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper, "Hello."

"Is your daddy home?" he asked.

"Yes," whispered the small voice.

"May I talk with him?"

The child whispered, "No."

Surprised, and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your mommy there?"

"Yes."

"May I talk with her?"

Again the small voice whispered, "No."

Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, "Is anybody else there?"

"Yes," whispered the child, "a policeman."

Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"

"No, he's busy," whispered the child.

"Busy doing what?"

"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer.

Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is that noise?"

"A hello-copper" answered the whispering voice.

"What is going on there?" asked the boss, now alarmed.

In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just landed the hello-copper."

Alarmed, concerned, and even more then just a little frustrated the boss asked, "What are they searching for?"

Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle: "ME


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« Reply #1 on: January 12, 2005, 02:44:05 pm »

LOL  Can you imagine her parent's reactions when they discover her?  She thinks it's all a joke, and they'll be ready to kill her (while thankful to have found her).  Jokes like these make me worry about what stunts my little one will pull on me, as he seems to have a wicked sense of humor too.

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« Reply #2 on: January 12, 2005, 05:39:51 pm »

Very funny.  I still remember "running away" when I think I was 4.  I was under the kitchen table, "hidden" by the tablecloth, and my parents were walking all around me saying they didn't know where I was (I'm sure they knew).  Can't remember what it was about or how it resolved, but apparently I came out from under the table at some point.

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« Reply #3 on: January 21, 2005, 07:57:55 pm »

This one made me groan!  When my son was 7, we moved to a house that backed on to fields.  Each field was surrounded by a hedge, with a gap that led into the next field.  Unless you knew exactly where the gap was, you had to walk aournd the hedge until you found it ... and they were fairly large fields and the gaps were in different places.  There were several acres of fields, which finally let down to a railway line.  
We'd only been in the house for a about a week when my son asked if he could go search for clay pidgeons, which I allowed him to do PROVIDING he stayed in the first field, where I could keep an eye on him and knew he wouldn't get lost.  Then the phone rang......  
20 minutes later, my son was gone.  My daughter and I searched and shouted and called and couldn't find him.  
Many of you will know that sick feeling in the pit of your stomach and having searched for 30 mins  I called the police, trying to allay images of him lost and on the railway line.
No problem, don't worry, we'll send out the helicopter immediately madam said the police.  And sure enough, just as the helicopter hovered by the house, my son turned up with a huge stack of clay pidgeons balanced in his hands - with a great grin on his face.
The police were very kind....


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