punto para pure language

My mother keeps calling on her cell phone and after the first few words I hear nothing but dead air. I think, perhaps, she can hear everything I say. And so I feel strange when after repeating I can't hear you, I can't hear anything I keep hanging up.



I receive this text message: are you Margaret?



The new neighbors' contractors leave their baseball caps and gloves on my front yard. I go to return them and ask if they can leave the parking clear in front of my house next Thursday for my move. The man says well they're Mexican, you know how the Mexicans are, they just sort of leave things everywhere. I can't acquiesce and yet I can't piss off my neighbor. I tell him to have a good day and go home.



A man keeps calling asking for Becca. I keep telling him there's no Becca here.



Almost everyday I get a voice message entirely in Spanish: presionar uno para ayuda. Do I need help? What do I need help for?



I call my credit card company to cancel my credit protection service. They don't believe I am me. They have protected me so well that I can't verify that I am me. They say they will call me back. But they don't.