Tammy, now starting week three of her eight-week European odyssey, contacted Vicki earlier tonight via electronic carrier pigeon, and informed her that she was going to be back online for 2 whole hours tonight, between 7:30 and 9:30 (our time). This was exciting news to her mother, who's had to get by with just e-mail exchanges, along with the one frantic phone call on Night # 1 after her purse was stolen. The prospect of actual, realtime conversation - or what passes for that in this Information Age - with her only child had Vicki poised and ready by her PC at 7:25 or so.
Only to have her attention go unrequited for the next two hours. Oh, she entertained herself ably, playing computer games and catching up on e-mail, but it was a sad scene indeed. Did Tammy get the times wrong? Was she just not able to get the access to the Internet that she'd expected? Or - and this is where my cynical money would be bet, if I had to put any down - did she simply get a "better" offer? I guess we'll find out eventually...
Ah, the heart of a mother... made to be broken!
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I didn't get a better offer, geez! The silly person I had to lend the comptuer to NEVER RETURNED it like he had promised ... how annoying.
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