I remember this one time when I was in elementary school, my parents were not home and I had a few girlfriends over to spend the night. Aunt Jane called and asked to talk to my mom and after I told her that she wasn't home, she started talking to me, knowing that I had company, and she would not stop. This phone conversation, that was completely one-sided because I could not seem to get a word in, lasted for a complete half hour. After the half hour mark, I couldn't take it anymore and said, "I'm sorry Aunt Jane but I have to go," and I hung up before she could say anything. I know it was rude but I couldn't listen to another word about how terrible her life is and memories about her and my 'ex-uncle.' However, after she realized that I was no longer on the line, she called back and told me that her phone must have disconnected her.
Aunt Jane always seems to cause some kind of uproar with our family and is the butt of the family jokes. We don't do this to be mean to her and she knows that we are just joking when we are making fun of her because deep down, she knows that she overreacts and dwells on everything.
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