Day 37: Phone by Em

This is our phone. It is the only phone we have downstairs. It sits quietly in the dining room looking like a regular, everyday, usable phone. When it rings, however, I rush upstairs as quickly as possible, jumping over both the gate to keep the baby from climbing the stairs and the gate to keep the dog out of the room with the kitty litter to answer the phone in the upstairs office. Why? Because, when I answer this phone, you can hear me and I sound like this: "Hello? Hello? Hellllooooo? Is anybody there? Anybody? Hello?"

Apparently, the microphone is broken. At least the answering machine still works so I know you called if I can't make it upstairs in time!