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TIFU by calling my grandpa

TIFU by calling my grandpa

This happened a few minutes ago.

I generally do not call my grandpa on the phone. For one, he’s hard of hearing so talking on the phone is tough. We are also neighbors so when I need to talk to him it’s often easier to just walk to his house and speak in person.

However, it’s raining right now and I’ve also not been feeling well today, but I needed to call and ask him a kind of time sensitive question.

I called and he didn’t answer.

This is where the fuck up was.

I was NOT mentally, or emotionally prepared to hear my deceased grandmother’s (whom I cared for in her final days of horrible dementia) chipper, clear, and cheerful southern voice come across the answering machine to state that they were sorry they missed our call.

Holy fuck. That just about had me sobbing. I couldn’t even listen to the whole message, I had to hang up.

Like, it’s VERY sweet that he has kept the answering machine message the same all these years, I’m sure it brings him comfort to hear her voice echo through the empty house when he doesn’t pick up the phone, but his damn was I ill prepared. I had no idea that it was still her on the machine. I just wasn’t prepared to hear her again. Especially because towards the end she had lost the ability to speak and so we went for a while before she passed not hearing her voice.

Anyways. That’s it.

I’m just gonna wait until the rain clears and I feel better to walk over and talk to him. And at least next time I call I can be mentally prepared to hear her in the event he doesn’t pick up the phone.

TL;DR: I called my grandpas landline and the answering machine played my deceased grandmothers voice because he never changed the recording after she passed. I was unaware and was shocked when I heard her.

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