Looking for baby Daddy

Working the 11 to 7 shift at a motel I get very few phone calls. The most common type of phone call I get is what I call: baby Momma looking for baby Daddy. These calls come in usually between 2 and 4 a.m. and they usually go something like this: "What room is John Smith staying in?"If I reply" I don't have a John Smith registered" they proceed to name a string of aliases. About that time I have to come clean and tell them it's against company policy to divulge that information. It's not that I'm not sympathetic to their plight. As I am talking to them I visualize the poor young mother down to her last Pamper or bottle of formula. Perhaps they need money for the rent or heat bill. Or maybe they're just lonely . or maybe they just want to know if he's cheating on them.

Sometimes I want to give them a fatherly lecture like: Did you think that the guy with gold teeth, a backwards ball cap, crotch around his knees , a car audio system that's worth more than the car it's installed in and no visible means of support is going to make a good potential husband and father? All you are buying yourself is a guest appearance on the Maury Show.

Now I admit that I in many ways have led a sheltered life, but there has to be a way to get these kids to make smarter choices in life.

Don't you think?


Emoose out