How to make your daughter hang up on you

As I found out when my daughter turned about 12, girls really really really like to talk on the phone.  I don't think it matters what they talk about, as long as that piece of metal and plastic is held up against their head and their mouth is moving.  All is well in that instant.

T is 16 now, going on 29 and still insists on long conversations about nothing directed at anyone.  She has a boyfriend that seems to be a pretty nice young man.  For the sake of privacy, we'll call him... Mickey.  That's not his name, but that's not important.  Over the weekend they were out for a bit with Mickey and Mickey's parents.  T had called to check in (which she does regularly, something I managed not to screw up) and was gabbing away at her mother who really didn't have time to talk on the phone with me and the kids annoying her (more so me than the kids).  To help end the conversation, my lovely wife breaks into song!  "Oh Mickey you're so fine you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey!"

It's at this point T decided she had enough of the telephone and decided to hang up.  I have a special fondness for that song, you know.  Being in elementary school on skate night, hearing the latest favorite over the loudspeakers and going as fast as you can in a circle.  Trying not to fall down while impressing the girl with your well executed crossover.