Dave worked at Grand Portage, so he stayed in the hotel on Thursday night. Before Dave headed for Grand Portage on Thursday, he dropped Josh off here so that he would not be alone at home. Since Josh started attending Blue Sky instead of a brick and mortar school, he can do his class work from anywhere he has Internet access. Dave and Josh spent Friday night and Saturday morning here. Dave called here this afternoon, upset because we didn’t answer the telephone and because he was unable to find his keys. After more than a few choice words on our answering machine, I managed to answer the telephone and got an earful. I understand that Dave was filled with anxiety because he wasn’t sure where his keys were at the moment. I called the location and talked to the casino floor manager to be sure that his keys were secured. He just has to pick them up. Hearing that, Dave calmed down. I am relieved that he found the keys. That is one of the deal-breakers for employment. No keys, no job. I am so glad he felt he could take it out on me and Heather today.
The only issue I have with it is that he was really upset with us for not answering the telephone. I don’t understand that angst and vehemence at all, not when it is directed at the voluntary telephone service patrons, since this is not a push service. That is, we have a telephone because we want to, and there is no law or compulsion for us to answer our telephone unless we feel darned good and ready to do so. Hello! This is our home telephone. We keep the telephone in our house for OUR convenience, not for the convenience of others. We have cell phones and share our numbers with the people we talk with regularly. The home telephone here has two purposes: I send work-related faxes and Heather takes calls for the crisis line. Other than that, I couldn’t give a hoot less whether we had a home telephone or not. If someone calls the house and we choose not to answer the telephone, why in the world would anyone think that they have a right to be angry with us for not answering, if we happened to NOT be busy at the time? We WERE too busy to answer the telephone, by the way. Having two kids in the house, we very seldom feel that our boys are more important than the telephone ringing incessantly (NOTE SARCASM!)
Remember, the views I discuss here are not necessarily the views of the co-contributor of this blog but we usually agree completely on these things. Therefore, the telephone is a latter-day toxin, polluting our peaceful weekend afternoon and a huge annoyance. That is just the way I see it. You can ask Heather if you want a second opinion. She does know that I really don’t care for telephones, that if the telephone rings, I rarely answer it unless it is from our Las Vegas Dispatch office or the monitoring room in Reno calling. I really don't understand how anyone thinks I am obligated to answer the telephone if I do not care to do so. Anyone who has a problem with me not answering the home telephone will have to realize that as I get older and deal with more responsibilities with the job, career, education, and family, the telephone takes a distant second to virtually every other aspect of our lives here at home.
The only issue I have with it is that he was really upset with us for not answering the telephone. I don’t understand that angst and vehemence at all, not when it is directed at the voluntary telephone service patrons, since this is not a push service. That is, we have a telephone because we want to, and there is no law or compulsion for us to answer our telephone unless we feel darned good and ready to do so. Hello! This is our home telephone. We keep the telephone in our house for OUR convenience, not for the convenience of others. We have cell phones and share our numbers with the people we talk with regularly. The home telephone here has two purposes: I send work-related faxes and Heather takes calls for the crisis line. Other than that, I couldn’t give a hoot less whether we had a home telephone or not. If someone calls the house and we choose not to answer the telephone, why in the world would anyone think that they have a right to be angry with us for not answering, if we happened to NOT be busy at the time? We WERE too busy to answer the telephone, by the way. Having two kids in the house, we very seldom feel that our boys are more important than the telephone ringing incessantly (NOTE SARCASM!)
Remember, the views I discuss here are not necessarily the views of the co-contributor of this blog but we usually agree completely on these things. Therefore, the telephone is a latter-day toxin, polluting our peaceful weekend afternoon and a huge annoyance. That is just the way I see it. You can ask Heather if you want a second opinion. She does know that I really don’t care for telephones, that if the telephone rings, I rarely answer it unless it is from our Las Vegas Dispatch office or the monitoring room in Reno calling. I really don't understand how anyone thinks I am obligated to answer the telephone if I do not care to do so. Anyone who has a problem with me not answering the home telephone will have to realize that as I get older and deal with more responsibilities with the job, career, education, and family, the telephone takes a distant second to virtually every other aspect of our lives here at home.
This should be my theme song!!!
Sorry I'm not home right nowI'm walking into spiderwebsSo leave a messageAnd I'll call you backA likely story, but leave a messageAnd I'll call you backYou're intruding on what's mineAnd you're taking up my timeDon't have the courage inside meTo tell you please let me beCommunication, a telephonic invasionI'm planning my escape...And it's all your faultI screen my phone callsNo matter who callsI gotta screen my phone calls
To whom it may concern:
There is no law stating that I MUST answer my telephone for anyone, including you. Two things: Get over it, and if you don't like it, sue me!!!
Do kindly have a nice day.
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