phone thrusters

Phone thrusters: what motivates them? I'll be talking to my friend on the phone when suddenly, they'll thrust the phone into someone else's hands, and then, with little or no transition, I'll be awkwardly talking to their kid or S.O.

"Ohmygod. Here, tell Steve what you just told me!" she says, throwing me Steve's way.

"Hello?"

"Sigh. So I'm at the office the other day—"

"I'm sorry. Who is this?"

"John."

"Oh, hi John. Why am I talking to you?"

"Because your wife is a fucking tool."

"Ah. Yes."

Awkward though this is, it's infinitely preferable to being in the middle of a sentence and suddenly hearing the "Blap!" that signals that I'm now talking to a 14-month old, as 14-month olds don't so readily understand that their mother is a tool.

This all stems, I'm assured, from my friends' desire to make me closer to their family members. I suppose being thrust into the same moment of stammering awkwardness is a bonding experience of sorts, but still. I'll ask for 'em.