I'm a Big Girl!

Okay, just wanted to tell you blogsuckers about the funniest thing that happened to me yesterday.

I get into work, and there's already two messages for me. Turns out they're both from Mattel, which I assume is some weird Holiday telemarketing thing, so I delete the mesages.

Around lunch, I step away from my desk, and same thing happens, I get a message saying my child can get a Barbie phone call. Delete.

Then, about an hour later, I actually pick up the phone, and realize they're not trying to SELL me something, they're telling me that my child has gotten a phone call from Barbie, and I have 40 seconds to get my child on the phone.

In a race against time, I confirm that I am, in fact, that child. Here's what Barbie told me, in an actually pretty fluid sweet-natured girls voice:

Hi Alex! It's Barbie! I just had to call you. I heard you tied your shoes all by yourself!

Wow! That's fantastic! You're growing up so fast, I just can't believe it. You're just 27 years old. And you already tied your shoes all by yourself!

I'm so proud of you. I bet your parents must be super proud of you, too.

Alex, you're an inspiration to me and to everyone around you. You're a big girl now! Keep up the great work.

And don't forget, you can visit me any time you want at Barbie.com. Let’s hang up now, okay? Bye!

[PHONE GOES DEAD]

Using my incredible deductive abilities, I was able to determine the call was purchased for me by Chris when he called me and asked me how my Barbie phone call was.

So anyway, hysterical. Why do they even allow you to enter an age above 10?

If you'd like to purchase your own Barbie Phone Call ("they're just as cheap as a greeting card," said the website), go to Barbie.com/Call and purchase one for your friends now.

Thanks, Chris.