Dad called the house phone, and asked if Husband was there.
Oh, well, I need to find out if he needs the red or the green bottle of cleaner.
??? Dad, I've no clue what you are talking about...
For the tractor...
Oh! (Dad and Husband are repairing Dad's tractor, it had some diesel go bad in it... Not an easy thing to fix, I am gathering, as the various fixing sessions have gone on...)
I don't know. I think the red, but I am just guessing...
Then I thought about it a minute, while staring at my cell phone... I called Husband, and told them to both wait a minute. I didn't want to be the 'translator', and took a chance.
I pushed the speaker buttons on both phones, and held them close enough that they would talk to each other, yet wouldn't squeal feed back.
Can you two hear each other? Yes! Yeah!
Then the conversation, via two phones held about 2 inches apart. The hardest part of the conversation was my not giggling at how strange it looked to have two phones blabbing away at each other! But, the guys were able to talk directly to one another, getting the info quickly, and now I think they have all the parts to get the job taken care of.
Ah, technology, what will it do next? (However, I think I might put Husband's phone number in Dad's phone... Perhaps it might make it go a little less giggly next time...)