Me: [brilliant and insightful question]
Source: [half of a brilliant and insightful answer] —
Pickles: — [spontaneous frantic barking] —
Source: — Are you being attacked or something?
Me: Uh, no, that’s just my puppy.
Source: What is it doing?
Me: We’re potty training her right now and I think she’s trying to tell me that she has to go potty. Can you hang on a sec?
Source: [sounding amused] Sure.
Me: Pickles, let’s go outside!
Pickles: [ignoring me, continuing to bark frantically]
Me: Pickles, come here! [squeezing squeaky toy]
Source: [trying not to laugh]
Me: Okay, maybe she just had a bad dream.
Source: Yeah, that happens to me sometimes, too.
Me: [dying small death] Well anyway, you were saying…
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I once heard an live radio interview with a woman whose child started screaming frantically in the background. I was so amused, having my own screaming toddler, that I had to laugh out loud. At the end of the interview, the radio host said, “thanks for being here, and it sounds like you’ve got someone waiting for you.”
Ah, the joys of working from home…