The Unanswered Doorbell

Grandma Stella recounts a humorous misunderstanding when her friend Shama, unable to reach her by phone, arrived at her door with a frantic ringing, fearing the worst.

Shama came around today. She rang the doorbell, no answer. She called me on both phones. No answer. I was in the garden. I got into the house. A few minutes later, the front doorbell began to ring incessantly. Non-stop! I thought it was the bastards next door. Since the storm door was double-locked, I opened the door.

‘What’s the matter with you! Why don’t you answer the telephone?’ she said angrily.

‘What’s the matter with you! Why are you ringing the doorbell like this? How come you are coming through the front door?’ I said crossly.

‘I thought you died! You scared me.’

This is what happened this morning.