Unlocked

My wife cracked the code to my iPhone's voice mail.

Then she proceeded to listen to all my voicemails one by one.  I sat there and watched her---powerless to do anything.  I watched her shake her head in disbelief.   Every guy's nightmare.   Luckily, I had nothing to hide.

But she was still a little miffed that I had let my voicemail get so full.  So full, in fact, that no one else could leave a message.  Including her.  She listened to message after message of her saying things like, "Hey babe, it's me…hope you're day is going great," and "Hey babe, I'm heading home…just checking on you."  Two months of missed messages.  Ouch!

We listened to a couple from my mom, a lady at church, a guy in the band saying he would have to miss our weekly gig.  Man, that explains so much!  You miss two months of voicemails from people who expect you to get them and there is a ton of stuff left hanging.  

Well, I am glad that mystery is unlocked…but not sure of the fall-out from here.