I used to babysit for my mother's friend Arlene when I was younger. One day my mother called me up and asked me if I wanted to babysit for Arlene that night.

I really didn't feel like it, so I replied: "No, I hate sitting there all night... I hear noises! It's scary there. Tell her you tried to call me, but I wasn't home." I went on and on, because I knew my mother would try to talk me into it.

After I finally stopped, I heard another voice break into the conversation: "Hi Debbie, how are you?" It was ARLENE!!!

My mother had called me with Arlene on a 3-way, and Arlene had been listening to every word! I felt like crawling into a hole and burying myself. I was so embarrassed! And can you imagine how embarrassed my poor mother must have been?