As Woody spoke to his dentist’s assistant over the phone, I was lying in bed, half-reading, half-listening to the conversation. Ah, I could relax, the confusion over his scheduled appointment was cleared up.
“Ok,”Woody says into the phone. “Thanks, Baby.”
No, we’re not in Philippines folks, and the nickname Baby isn’t common here, so I sat up, incredulous.
“Why the heck are you calling someone else baby?!”
He looks at me oddly. Then his face clears up, then starts laughing.
“What I said was, Thanks, Debbie.“