Friday, November 2, 2012

You know what?

Well, you never know.

You never know when the phone is going to ring. That could happen at 3:00 AM just as easily as it could happen at 3:00 PM. It could also happen when you are too busy or broke to do anything about what might be offered or requested during the call. The thing might also ring at time when you are getting ready to make a call for something or someone.

You never know who is going to be on the other side of the line.

While caller ID does take some of the mystery out of that fact, it is occasionally a surprise at who's name may pop up on the screen. Sometimes it's a brand spanking new number not recognized. More often than not if it's a local number at a strange time it can be assumed fairly safely what the call might be about. Out of town or blocked numbers, especially during what many might consider normal business hours are generally ignored.

Unless they repeatedly try calling back several times in a very short period of time. Chances are that it will be someone who either has an offer they think I can't refuse. Another possibility is that they have something that they believe will get them through my door without too much of an argument.

Occasionally someone reaches out by sending a text.  This is becoming more frequent lately, as some I suspect are more comfortable communicating in that fashion.  Some people just don't like talking on the phone anymore and that is now seems to be the way of the world..

This might also be because the texts can be erased quickly or people think that type of communication is "safer."

The thing is that the calls or texts set a spark. The kindling that is in my mind doesn't need mush of a spark to
set a fire raging inside of me. Even if a call or text is ignored, the smoldering starts. Sometimes things heat up quickly and at other times it may not fully ignite for hours or even days.

While it might be nice though to put blame on others for my sometimes unexpected dives down into the rabbit hole, there is only one person to blame. It is no longer possible to say if this one didn't call or that text didn't come through things would have been so much better.

Besides, when I point a finger at someone else, there are three other fingers pointing back at me.


  1. I hate talking on the phone, everyone knows I don't read text messages, unless BBM because fo work. My voice mail says please don't leave a message because I don't listen to them, and my cell line says this is a private number, if I didn't pick up your call it's because you have to right to be calling it. I am a rude bitch!
    I once quit a job because the boss's secretary didn't know when the fuck to quit calling, she called about 10 times in a 2 hr period, and I was busy, I quit that job the next day.
    Also I have house rules, no one should call me after 9pm or before 8am. If they do and its not an emergency, all hell sets loose! I have let friends "go" over this.
    Like the shrink I went to see ONCE said... you are strong very strong woman but you are too strict with yourself and others. Hell if I can do it, so can everyone else. Hence why I am a hermit.

  2. I like to mess with the heads of random sales callers. I spent ages explaining to a company that my loan was with Lenny The Brick and he'd already broken one of my legs over it so they couldn't help me with me repayment plan!

  3. i used to change my number often to avoid collectors only to be bothered by someone elses collectors when i get their old phone number. Once i got some guys number who had a million ladies calling him, i eventually told them i was his new wife and to quit calling. he must've been pretty hot.

    1. The credit collection types haven't gotten my number YET. That's when the number will change.
      Nice touch with saying you're the new wife!

  4. I hate cold callers. I put them on hold and play soothing music till they go.


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