Phone rings. I hate the phone. Elisheva, again. The first call was her forgetting her lunch, but apparently she went out to get pizza, so that turned out okay.
"So there's this learning thing...it's at 9..."
Me: "No, you can't go."
"But it's learning, people from school are organizing it."
"I'm sorry, but it's a schoolnight."
"What are you going to say when I have to do chessed after school?"
"I'll say let's wait until we see your first report card."
(click. line goes dead.)
She phoned back a couple of minutes later.
"I'm sorry; that was an accident."
"I swear, I never hang up on people."