m4ge:

so tomorrow is the 10 year anniversary of the day my father was killed and i want to tell you a story

a little while after he died my little brother and i got cell phones. i got a sparkly new phone number but my little brother basically received a hand me down number- that is to say, the phone number that used to be attached to the spray foam business my dad owned. apparently, for YEARS, my little brother would regularly receive phone calls from interested customers looking for spray foam installation. we are from a small area and things aren’t updated all that often there, so it really did take about 6 years for the business to be removed from local advertisements/newspapers/phone books/etc. my little brother, being a responsible young man, would alert the interested customer that the business was defunct, and he would cordially hang up. 

i wasnt aware of this until he told me about 6 years into this happening. when he told me i remember absolutely ROASTING him because uhm CLEARLY that is such a good OPPORTUNITY to clown people? the possibilities are endless!!! and he was just wasting them!!! he could set up fake meetings with people!! im talking give em quotes and everything and at the end be like “oh…wait…sorry…i just remembered that our spray foam guy died a couple years ago. maybe try again tomorrow? he might be back?” burst into tears on the phone and confuse them!! conduct the entire phone call acting as if spray foam is a food product and not a portion of home construction!! the POSSIBILITIES THAT WERE BEING PASSED UP!

and that’s when my mother, who was witnessing this entire conversation, looked at me and said “taylor…there is a reason your brother got the business phone number and not you.”

anyways shoutout to my mother for keeping my chaotic tendencies in check for decades. the world is likely a better place because of her valiant efforts