Archive for August 23rd, 2007

the rules

Thursday, August 23rd, 2007

I’m coming up with a list of rules for my mother. So far, they’re in my head - not recorded anywhere. I told La Gordita about them today and she seemed astonished. But there was this time, many moons ago, when I lived at Dupont Circle in Washington, DC, when she wanted to take a nap at my apartment. I don’t recall why, but I was at work and she had a key and called to ask if I’d mind and I said it would be fine.

But see, while she was there, she answered my phone, which she should not have done. Why? I’ll tell you why: The person calling was not a person she knew of -not a known friend of mine- yet when the male caller asked if she knew how he could reach me, she gave my work number.

And yes, that was the Year of the Stalker. So indeed, the stalker had my work number and could call and harrass.

So yes, there will be rules. And plenty of ‘em.