. . . .with the hearing impaired.

I'm cleaning up the job site.  I ask the paper hanger if she needs anything before I go.  I hear my cell phone ringing.  This is unusual.  I usually don't hear my cell phone ringing.  I grab the phone, flip it open.  I notice it's Honey on my way to hit the answer button.

I say:  Hello.
I hear Honey say:  Hey, where are you?
I say:  At work.  What are you doing?
I hear Honey say:  I'm craaaaing an aaaaa.

Buzzzzzzzzzz.

I say:  Hello?  What?
I hear Honey say:  I'm craaaaaaing an aaaaa.
I say:  You are what?  Cracking an egg?
I hear Honey say:  No!  I'm craaaing an aaaa.  When are you coming home?
I say:  I'm putting my coat on now.  I'll be home in 15 minutes.
I hear Honey say:  Ok, I'll wait.

Click

Now I'm thinking.  1.  Why would it make a difference if I'm home or not if he wants to crack an egg?  2.  Honey is not a big egg eater so why would he choose eggs when there are things he likes better?  3.  We have leftover tacos.  4. What would he be making that includes eggs?

Something is not right.  I better get home.

Fifteen minutes later I'm walking into the house to the smell of leftover tacos.  On quick inspection of the kitchen there are no eggs, cracked or otherwise.

Now I'm curious.  I ask, "Honey, what were you saying on the phone about cracking an egg?"
He says, "that's not what I said.  I said I was going crabbing at eight.  You know, at my brother's watching football and eating crabs."
"Ahhhh, that's tonight, huh?"  This makes much more sense.

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