Our family needs a personal assistant

Because why?  Because every now and again when I go to clear the answering machine of messages – I discover things.  Things that should have been written down kind of things.  When we get to around 8 saved messages, I try to clean them out.  Yesterday I discovered that, unbeknownst to me, my friend Lisa had called.  Might have been sometime in the last week.  Did I know about it?  No.

So I asked at the breakfast table this morning. “Did Lisa happen to call in the last little while?”

David and Rissa made thinking faces for a moment before they both said, “Nope.  Don’t think so.  I didn’t take a message from Lisa.”  Then they went back to enjoying their breakfast.

“So there wasn’t say, a message on the answering machine from Lisa maybe?”

Immediately, David reconfirmed.  “Nope.  No messages.”

“No messages.  From Lisa.  On the answering machine?”

David’s eyes rolled into his head, trying to access his internal CPU.  His shoulders hunched a tiny bit.

“Ummmm…  Which Lisa?”

He was playing it that way.  “The Lisa, who was the Matron of Honour at our wedding, Lisa…”

He winced.  “That Lisa.  Yes, there might have been a message from that Lisa.”

“So when you said that Lisa didn’t call…”

“I wasn’t lying…”

“You weren’t?”

“No,” he said emphatically.  “I wasn’t.  I just couldn’t recall the existence of such a message.”

Note to self: check the phone messages daily.