867-5309
We are not phone people. By that I mean, if possible, I will use other modes of communication before I choose a dial tone. I love email; prefer face-to-face. I never understood co-workers that called me instead of walking two short cubicle lengths to see me. I put off getting a cell phone because I feared it would be yet another reason for friends to hate me if I never answered it like a good cell phone owner should.
"You never answer your phone."
"You screen your calls, don't you?"
"I called you. You haven't called back yet." (Usually on my answering machine.)
When I try to explain my aversion to the phone, generally, that dates back to my teen years, I am misunderstood. No believes me when I say that I didn't spend the late 80s caressing a receiver. It sounds wrong. And this suspicious claim makes my phone-loving friends (you know who you are) question this personality quirk. I am gabby. I must be lying. I just must not like talking to them. See the dilemma? No winning here.
Sometimes I make friends with like-minded phone-phobes, or at least people that oblige my emailing ways. Is it weird that I email friends in town, within walking distance? Shouldn't I just pick up the you-know-what? Maybe. I pretty much save such moments for the people that will hunt me down if I refuse to pick up when they give me a jingle. Nothing like answering the phone to be yelled at. Doesn't help my affliction.
Now I give you Lexi - the reason I am making the sweeping WE are not phone-folks. Lexi never runs for the phone; she hardly knows how to answer it properly let alone how to call friends. I am looking into calling lessons with a master dialer, maybe at the middle school, because I am afraid that like it or not, one must know how to use the darn thing.
She asked me recently when she could get a cell phone. I had to laugh. A cell phone. For a 3rd grader that stumbles through leaving messages for people.
I think she'll launch a blog of own first. They are free, afterall.
And better.
*****
Try not to sing the song. I dare ya. I can't type 867 without trailing straight into 5.
Technorati tags: 867-5309 phone aversion email vs. phonephone phobia
"You never answer your phone."
"You screen your calls, don't you?"
"I called you. You haven't called back yet." (Usually on my answering machine.)
When I try to explain my aversion to the phone, generally, that dates back to my teen years, I am misunderstood. No believes me when I say that I didn't spend the late 80s caressing a receiver. It sounds wrong. And this suspicious claim makes my phone-loving friends (you know who you are) question this personality quirk. I am gabby. I must be lying. I just must not like talking to them. See the dilemma? No winning here.
Sometimes I make friends with like-minded phone-phobes, or at least people that oblige my emailing ways. Is it weird that I email friends in town, within walking distance? Shouldn't I just pick up the you-know-what? Maybe. I pretty much save such moments for the people that will hunt me down if I refuse to pick up when they give me a jingle. Nothing like answering the phone to be yelled at. Doesn't help my affliction.
Now I give you Lexi - the reason I am making the sweeping WE are not phone-folks. Lexi never runs for the phone; she hardly knows how to answer it properly let alone how to call friends. I am looking into calling lessons with a master dialer, maybe at the middle school, because I am afraid that like it or not, one must know how to use the darn thing.
She asked me recently when she could get a cell phone. I had to laugh. A cell phone. For a 3rd grader that stumbles through leaving messages for people.
I think she'll launch a blog of own first. They are free, afterall.
And better.
*****
Try not to sing the song. I dare ya. I can't type 867 without trailing straight into 5.
Technorati tags: 867-5309 phone aversion email vs. phonephone phobia
Comments
Send Lexi over and I can have Mason learn-her-all-up on the phone calling. He loves to chat on the phone.
He too wanted a cell phone until we sat down and he figured out how much of his allowance would be going towards payment. "I have to pay EVERY month?" He opted to spend it on some Star Wars stuff.
-Stu
Fearfully, I think Eddie is taking after his father in his love of the 80's because his last favorite song was "We built this city"! God help me...
I hate talking on the phone.
I have since found a great tool that you might like. It is called SpinVox and it converts voice mail messages to text and emails it to you. It has worked out great. Email me if you want to try it.
i loathe the phone.