Jun 25, 2009
Don't Call Us ...
I am SO not a phone girl. I don't like talking on the phone; I don't like answering the phone and I most certainly do not like being tied to a phone. I'd rather e-mail someone than call on the phone. I know that it makes sense for me to carry a cell phone in case of an emergency, etc; but I don't have to like it.
Archie fusses at me all the time because I don't answer my cell in a timely manner or more often then not, I forget to take the darn thing with me. I have never texted in my life and I could care less that the new iPhone lets you download movies while you're in the bathroom.
Get connected? Bah! Get unconnected!
I dream of the day when I'll be able to toss ye old cell phone out with the trash (which incidentally has already been attempted by Tucker [good job baby!]). I know that more than likely that day will never come, but a girl can dream.
Thank goodness that Silas is getting old enough to answer the phone and he can on occasion even manage to take a message.
It's not that I don't love talking to people; I do. It's just that for such a convenience item; the telephone sure does seem to be an inconvenience.