I've been think about what you said because it so reminds me of my mom and I've figured out where she got it. Her mom was the same way and her step mom, Lizzy was too. When I was a kid, every time the phone rang mom would tell one of us kids to answer it in case it was grandma Lizzy. Well, me, being the sticker I was, would tell mom that it wasn't Lizzy. She would give me the dirtiest look when she picked up the phone.
I use to love watching and listening to mom while she suffered
through the phone call, snickering all the while
.
The conversation would go something like this from mom's end: uh huh, uh huh, ya, uh huh etc... I would try not to laugh but it was hard and even mom was having a hard time not laughing. After awhile mom would say something like "well I guess I better go now" and then would start up with the "uh huh, uh huh, ya etc... It was a riot.
Anyway, mom hated it when ever grandma or grandma Lizzy called or stopped by but then she ended up just like them. It's ironic and sad.
Sorry that was so long.
