Half the time she's only phoning me to regale me about her friend's cousin Bernice's piles situation. Surely which coffee shop I'm in my location has no bearing on this dangly information?
Is it because this newfungled technologicness is astounding to her and she's in awe of the fact that I can speak to her from places other than coiled to the telephone table at the bottom of the stairs? Or is she just a curious being?
Please reassure me that I'm not the only DD to hear "Where are you?" as a conversational starter for frustration?