My husband thinks I’m his personal phone book. Whenever he needs a number he says “what’s so and so’s phone number?” and he honestly expects me to just spit out.

A few minutes ago he wanted to call a local organization and asks me for the number. The other day he wanted to call Pappa Murphy’s Pizza and luckily for him that’s one I know from memory.

Sometimes he’ll call me from work and ask me for a phone number. Which usually ends up with him asking me to call whoever it is and deliver a message.

I’m completely boggled by the fact that I am the only person in my house with the ability to use the phone book. And that I’m the only one in my house that actually uses it BEFORE asking anyone else for a phone number.

My generation must be the only one that ever really learned how to use the Yellow Pages!

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