I bring you this story courtesy of a new friend, Heidi, from the homeschool forums.  She has given me permission to share it here so that I may have it for posterity.  Talk about a kindred spirit! I’m thinkin’ we need to get together for Indian… 

Once, a guy, obviously from India, called to sell me a mattress. After the fourth hang-up call in an hour, I picked up. I was eating lunch and talked with my mouth full. Here is how the conversation went:

“Hello, how are you today Mrs. _____?”
“I’m fine, I’m great!”
“I would like to tell you about a mattress that will change your …”
“First, let me tell you about the lunch I’m eating. I am having a sandwich of turkey on 8-grain bread with tomatoes and watercress. Have you eaten?”
“Uh, yes, but would…”
“Oh, what did you eat?”
“Uh, some vegetables.”
“Are you a vegetarian?”
“Yes, I…”
“What vegetables did you have?”
“Some potato, onion, carrot, and many spices.”
“Curry?”
“Yes, but…”
“Oh, I looove curry. Red or yellow?”
“Yellow.”
“You know, I can’t eat onions at all, they give me the worst heartburn.”
“I must go now…”
“Aaawww, that’s too bad, I wanted to know your recipe for your vegetables.”
“Maybe another time.”
“Oh!!! Give me your home phone number! I’ll call you when you get off of work! We can chat then.”
“No, thank you, ma’am, I must go now.”

My kids stared at me like I was out of my mind. Then they died laughing and kept telling the story to everyone who would listen.

The super funny part is that I started out being fecitious, but then I got into the conversation. When I finally thought of asking for his number, I almost wished he would tell me so I could have the recipe!! You should have heard his final sign off. He was desperate to get ME off the phone. Just imagine the Indian accent…HILARIOUS.