Call me
Stupid, evil cell phone. I do have a signal here, but don’t let that fool you. Move one centimeter, and nothing.
I’d like to complain about having both a landline and a cell phone, but never using either. About no one ever calling. I can go for days and days without a single nontelemarketer call on the landline. And probably just as long on the cell phone. I get more wrong numbers on the cell than I ever did before. Including one insane person who dialed my number 10 times within about 5 minutes without bothering to leave a message. Sorry, don’t recognize the number, chances are I won’t pick up. But then you leave a message and I’ll figure out you’re a person I want to talk to.
So anyway, nobody ever calls. You, I’m talking about you.
Nevermind that I don’t call you. That I prefer e-mail to phone.
But I feel like I’m throwing money away.
Call me.
If I can get a signal. Because the few people who do talk to me on my cell phone find out that I can’t actually get much of a signal in my own home. Conversations usually run to, what, what? oh shit!, followed by a frantic redial and then, oh, sorry.
Conversations with my brother get so tiresome (not because he’s my brother) that sometimes I just quit. Call him back one more time to tell him I can’t take it any more, and then I’m done.
I hate my cell phone. Should I mention that?
I think I would love it if I could get a signal. I sometimes use it as an alarm. It serves as a convenient place to store numbers. It has turned out to be handy in the way I swore I’d never use it: in the grocery store. I can call on my way to anywhere (I’ve become a more confident driver now that I know how all the buttons work).
But I can’t actually use the damned thing in my house. Which is unfortunate, because I took the long distance off the phone to save money. Did you know that the phone company doesn’t just have a free long distance plan anymore? You have to pay a certain fee per month. They told me that just as I was cancelling my service; it certainly wasn’t a reason to convince me to stay. They also tried to sell me cheaper but slower DSL while they had me on the line. I like the word cheap but I hate the word slow. Sorry again. I’m costing the landline phone company a lot of money, but meanwhile, the cell phone company is laughing all the way to the bank because I pay them too much money for not being able to use my phone, and I never use all my minutes because I can’t have longer than 3 minute conversations.
Yeah, I feel your pain. Except I’ve been living with a bad, bad signal for years. Calls dropped, other calls you wish would drop, roaming in your own home. You get used to it. I suppose this is what we get for living where we live.
Hey, I call you every couple months.
My cell phone occasionally does that in my house too. I also get annoyed that I have to pay SBC $50 a month just so I can have DSL. Only $20 of that is for the actual DSL service! Evil phone companies. Hardly anyone believes in calling me on my landline, because they know I have a cell phone. Those darn things become addictive. Ughh..speaking of landlines, work just called and I have to go in and fix stuff on Discover magazine. Guess I should eat my words, huh?
Ok, Lynette, you’re off the hook. And props to two people who took me literally and called. That’s friendship. Not only reading someone’s blog but also calling me up.
Just so everyone knows, I phoned Melissa immediately after I saw her blog yesterday and then, guess what, she told me she couldn’t talk. Something about work, a headache, pain in her foot. I can’t remember….
Be prepared for disappointment, folks.
Next time you should publish your work schedule along with your cry for help
A pain in my neck, named Todd.
I said I was grateful for the friendship, geesh!
So my work schedule is complicated by time differences but if you can do the math… California is three hours behind you Easterners.
I generally leave for work about 3:15 p.m., and return sometime around or after 12:30 a.m. I do not work Fridays and Saturdays, so that’s a free-for-all time. And while it’s possible I could answer the phone early in the morning, you probably wouldn’t like the kind of conversation likely to result… hnhgghg?
So, for your smartass remark, there’s your smartass answer. I should check your schedule, Todd, to see when I’m likely to cause a welcome interruption in the paper you’re working on.
Yeah, yeah. Sure, alright, whatever.
I always say that if you are good at something, you should exercise that strength, lest you lose it.
Smart Asshood is one of my fortes, as you know.
I’m pretty much always open to a phone call, but these days my brain turns to slush around 10 pm eastern… Dawn and I will give you another call soon.
yeah, only as Lynette knows all too well, i’m not one for talking on the phone. i hate it. literally. i’d much rather have an in-person conversation, but seeing how that is not possible given our distance, you’ll have to settle for e-mail. i think it goes back to being a teenager and getting a 10-minute limit on phone calls. i was a quick talker and only call when i have a specific reason. yeah, i’m a loser.
Todd, I will call you Friday. I owe Shel a call too. It’s just that your brain turns to mush, and my brain is mush before I go to work, that it’s easier for me to call when I have time off.
And Rachel, I’m so with you. I don’t know what it is. I guess I’m not averse to a phone call, but I’m not likely to remember to call anybody.
Maybe it was because my mom didn’t like the phone because she had to deal with them for a living. I never seemed to be the sort of teenager that was on the phone all the time, but then, I didn’t have a ton of friends, either.
See, now I’m the opposite of Rachel. I had a time limit as a teen, because all my friends were long distance. As an adult, I’ve gone phone crazy! Of course, when you move 700 miles away from everyone you know, you spend a lot of time on the phone calling everyone back home. It’s a joke in my mom and sister’s households that if the husband answers the phone, the wife is most likely not home. What can I say…we’re chatty cathys.
Friday sounds good. I’ll be working, sadly, from 9-1 and then home off and on for the rest of the day. Unless we go to see X Men, that evening should be fine as well.
I would call you, though I do talk to you semi-regularly and I’m one of those that has experienced the frustrating conversations where you end up calling me like 6 times in the course of a 1-hour conversation.
that, and you complained about me sending you instant messenges from Instant Messenger to your phone so I guess I’ll just wait for you to contact me with that wonderful phone you have.
I do talk to you regularly. In broken conversations.
Don’t take the intant messenger thing so hard … if you really want me to, I can afford the money for the text messages.
So maybe I’ll just try to call you from outside my home. Though it’s 100+ degrees. It doesn’t matter if I died from the heat. Now I sound like Grandma M.