When I went home on Monday I told my mom all about the good news. I told her, I’ll be taking TB test and fingerprinting on Wednesday.
I wasn’t able to tell my dad the good news because of how hectic the day was.
Tuesday mid-afternoon, after a work meeting, I saw my mom had called me twice. I call her back.
Mom: Did you tell them yet?
Me: No, mom.
Mom: Ok, don’t say anything yet because they could still change their mind.
Me: Ok mom. Ok.
My dad calls 15 minutes later
Dad: Did you tell your job?
Me: No dad, I didn’t.
Dad: Oh ok, don’t say anything yet until you’re sure.
Me: Ok. I go tomorrow for testing and some paperwork.
Dad: Ok, bye.
10 minutes later my mom calls me.
Mind you, I’m at work.
Mom: Did you get the job? Dad said you were going for testing.
Me: Mom, I need to take the TB test.
Mom: What did they say to you?
Me: Mom! I’m at work right now. Are you at work?
Me: Ok can you check your email?
Mom: Ok yeah. Yeah.
We proceed to have a conversation as she asks me questions. I answer her via email.
Email: They offered me the job. I accepted. Tomorrow (Wed) I go in for a TB test and fingerprinting. Friday they’re hoping my prints clear and we can do all the paperwork and HR stuff.
Mom: Oh ok. You didn’t tell your dad medical testing.
Hold on Mom. Dad is calling me.
I join the calls.
My mom tells my dad the background info.
Mom: She already took the test last week. (Correction, I took it last week of November) They interviewed her last week. They called her on Monday.
Dad: Oh ok.
Mom and Dad have a conversation. My mom is speaking in Tagalog as if I can’t understand.
Somewhere along that conversation my dad hangs up the phone without saying good-bye.
Before my mom leaves… You need to teach me how to three-way!