It's my mom's birthday...

... and that means that all and sundry think they have the right to call her on the phone from quarter to nine in the morning onwards, nonstop, one after the other, and hog her attention and keep her away from her morning coffee.

If that is what being popular in RL means, I'm glad that it's generally accepted that I'm a snarky misanthropic bastard with a temper shorter than the attention span of a butterfly on crack. It would be infinitely infuriating to have one's attention taken hostage in this manner!!