Entry # 14 Carol 12

Several weeks later, Carol, Lourdes, Fernando, Sergio, and me were all sitting at the T.V. room. We sat on a similar way, but this time, Lourdes was occupying the rocking chair were Carol Jr. sat the last time. Also, this time Sergio was sitting in the sofa with Fernando and me.
We were talking about a friend of ours called Carlos, and we asked Carol to call him just to say hi and make him laugh. So, Carol got his cell phone out and his tiny phonebook where he keeps millions of phone numbers and that makes a contrast with Carol’s enormous hands and fingers. Carol dialed a number and put the cell phone to his ear, but he accidentally dialed the wrong number and called Carol Jr., who is located below Carlos in the tiny phonebook.
“Hello, who is this?”Carol Jr. asked. “This is Carol Rumie, who am I talking to?” My grandfather answered. “No, I am Carol Rumie, who am I talking to?” Carol Jr. answered, he didn’t know it was his father, and Carol Sr. didn’t know it was his son. “Ah! Are you trying to play a joke on me? Who is this? I am Carol Rumie, not you.”“This is not funny, I am Carol Rumie, now, please tell me who this is. If this is a joke, it is the most lame, @#$%^&*+ joke I’ve ever heard!!” Carol Jr. answered angrily.“You can’t be Carol Rumie, I am Carol Rumie.” Amazingly, my grandfather kept a cool temper and his son was the most altered. “OH MY GOD!”
Meanwhile, the rest of us in the room had a terrible abdominal pain of laughing so hard since we had good common sense and predicted that Carol had called his son, Carol Jr.“Lourdes, come and listen to this guy who claims he is Carol Rumie.” My grandfather finally told his wife.“Noooo, jajajaja, ‘Mono’, it is Carol Andres Rumie, your son! JAJAJA!” Lourdes cleared things out.“Aaaaah, ‘mijo’ hello.”“Pa’, is that you? I didn’t know it was you. I didn’t know you had a cell phone.”“Yeah it is me, your nephews gave it to me.”“Ah O.K. say hi to ma’, see you pa’.”
It is very funny to look at my grandfather speak on the phone, because he loses temper very quickly. Normally, he speaks two or three words on the phone, short conversations. His most frequent three words are ‘Who is this?’
I call Carol’s house to speak with Lourdes or any of the workers, rather than speaking with Carol. When you call that house, most frequently, Lourdes would answer the phone. It’s a big surprise hearing Carol’s voice answering. I remember a common Thursday about nine years ago. I was about seven years old, I was eating at my grandparent’s house, and my cousin Rodrigo was trying to reach me. He was about six years old. He dialed the number, and Carol answered the phone, and automatically, Rodrigo put the phone down, he was scared of speaking to Carol. Most of my friends, at that age, were afraid of speaking to Carol, since he is so grumpy. They felt intimidated.