I have this twitch.
Whenever I hear a phone ring, it makes me tense up and jump a bit. Might not even be my phone, it could just be background noise in a TV show, or you're walking in a store and someone's cell phone goes off, or in a commercial, and it produces a negative reaction in me.
I attribute this to my job where the phone is constantly ringing and it's usually problems for me to sort out.
Consequently, I hate the phone.
I come home, and sometimes the phone rings, and I don't even pick it up. Many times, I've ignored a ringing phone. I've had people over at my house and the phone rings and I just let it ring. I get, "Aren't you going to answer that?" To which I respond, "if it's important, they'll leave a message" To which I always get, "Oh, I couldn't do that"
I can.
When you spend half you day on the phone, the last thing you want to do when you come home is answer the damn phone.
I feel like I'm on a leash.
I see people walking down the street talking on the cell phone, and I'm amazed.
Don't you ever want peace and quiet?
I drove my ex nuts because I seldom kept my cell phone on outside of work. She'd complain, "I can never get a hold of you, turn your damn phone on." To which I would reply, "Uh huh" knowing full well, I never would.
I love being out in my car or out and about and I can't be reached or gotten a hold of. It's like it used to be. I'm incommunicado.
Suffice it to say, I hate the phone.
Whenever I hear a phone ring, it makes me tense up and jump a bit. Might not even be my phone, it could just be background noise in a TV show, or you're walking in a store and someone's cell phone goes off, or in a commercial, and it produces a negative reaction in me.
I attribute this to my job where the phone is constantly ringing and it's usually problems for me to sort out.
Consequently, I hate the phone.
I come home, and sometimes the phone rings, and I don't even pick it up. Many times, I've ignored a ringing phone. I've had people over at my house and the phone rings and I just let it ring. I get, "Aren't you going to answer that?" To which I respond, "if it's important, they'll leave a message" To which I always get, "Oh, I couldn't do that"
I can.
When you spend half you day on the phone, the last thing you want to do when you come home is answer the damn phone.
I feel like I'm on a leash.
I see people walking down the street talking on the cell phone, and I'm amazed.
Don't you ever want peace and quiet?
I drove my ex nuts because I seldom kept my cell phone on outside of work. She'd complain, "I can never get a hold of you, turn your damn phone on." To which I would reply, "Uh huh" knowing full well, I never would.
I love being out in my car or out and about and I can't be reached or gotten a hold of. It's like it used to be. I'm incommunicado.
Suffice it to say, I hate the phone.

