Cell Phone Drama

Andy insists that he needs a cell phone. When I ask him who he will call, he pleasantly says me. He proceeds to argue and argue.

So I inform him that his logic is flawed - in essence this 11 year-old boy is telling me that he wants to be in contact with his mommy 24/7. He is mortified when he thinks about it - so he tries again.

"Let's say I'm at work and it burns down. I would want to call him." I told him that he would be the last person I would call because I wouldn't want him around the fire.

"OK - so let's say I'm at work and someone is hurting me" - again, I say, he would be the last person I would call. He wouldn't be able to help me - I would call the police.

"OK - so then let's say I'm having a heart attack. I would want to call him when I'm in the hospital" I tell him that if I am having a heart attack he has more serious problems than a cell phone.

In the end, I told him if he wants to cough up the money for a cell phone, he can. Unfortunately, it would take about four months of his dog services to pay for one month. He didn't see the value in that. Life just isn't fair.