A very long while ago I lived in Antwerp and I worked in Brussels. I’d had a tough time at work once and I was very tired. When I arrived home, my mother gave me a call and asked me if she could come over and visit me. I said: ‘Yes, mum, but possibly not today, because I’m exhausted.’ ‘All right she said, but would tomorrow evening suit you, let’s say seven o’clock?’ ‘No problem, I’ll be expecting you.’ I said.
So after that, I took a shower, had something to eat and went to bed at 6.30. Then I woke up and I became very worried. Not even bothering to look at my alarm clock I tried calling my mother over and over again. When she finally picked up the phone. I said: ‘Mum, it’s Marc, you were supposed to visit me at seven, but I fell asleep. I’m sorry for not letting you in. Did you drive home safely?’
She mumbled: ‘Marc, do you realise it’s 2 a.m and I’m going to visit you at seven later on, so please, go back to bed.’ ‘Sorry for disturbing you.’ I said. ‘Never mind,’ she said. ‘You’re my son. You can call me at all hours of the day, I just hope this call wasn’t one of your little pranks.’
Yes, I and my mother ‘pranked’ each other a lot. We just loved it.
By the way is ‘supposed to’ correctly used in this context?