Ok, it's my turn to be stupid.

So I'm at my friends house the other day enjoying time with her. The boy is there, we're making conversation, when suddenly my phone rings. Since I'm partially deaf in one ear sometimes it's very hard to tell where sound is coming from. She's got this great old house, wood floors, walls, crammed full of her stuff. Easy to bounce an echo off, in other words.
So the phone rings and rings and I'm going back and forth between her kitchen and dining room trying to find my phone, even my son is helping me look.
Then I realize the damn thing has been in my back pocket the.whole.time.
I'm such a retard sometimes.