Hang on - Help is on it's way
Betty was a very worried housewife. The telephone rang, and she sprang to answer it. It was a relief to hear a kindly voice in her ear. "How are you, darling?" she said. "What kind of a day are you having?"
"Oh, mother," said Betty, breaking into bitter tears, "I've had such a bad day. The baby won't eat, and the washing machine broke down. I haven't had a chance to go shopping, and besides, I've just sprained my ankle and I have to hobble around. On top of that, the house is a mess and I'm supposed to have two couples to dinner tonight."
The mother was shocked and was at once all sympathy. "Oh, darling," she said, "sit down, relax, and close your eyes. I'll be over in half an hour. I'll do your shopping, clean up the house, and cook your dinner for you. I'll feed the baby and I'll call a repairman I know who'll be at your house to fix the washing machine promptly. Now stop crying. I'll do everything. In fact, I'll even call George at the office and tell him he ought to come home and help out for once."
"George?" said Betty, "Who's George?"
"Why, George! Your husband! Was the response ...Is this 223-1374?”
"No, this is 223-1375."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I have the wrong number." Said the kind voice on the line.
There was a short pause and Betty said, "Does this mean you're not coming over?"
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