voice mail is for people who are not me

[jlh]

I've gotten to the point where I pretty much hate the telephone. I only talk to a few people on it regularly, all people who are not local. I used to talk on the phone all the time. And the oddest thing is, most of the people I talk to on the phone are male friends! (This is particularly true now that Mother has gone deaf, so we communicate via email.)

I also hate voice mail—hate it to the extent that I stopped checking it at some point and so Cingular or AT&T or whatever just turned the thing off, and I can't say as I care that much. If you want me, send me a text or an email, please. Anyway, apparently I'm not the only one hating on voice mail—there's a whole piece about it at the NYTimes, which I saw via Jezebel, and the blogger there hates voice mail, too.

At least my anxieties are trendy. I have to agree with that one guy who talks about how there are so many ways to reach anyone—I'd rather just cut off one of them.

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[jenncho.livejournal.com]

My former best friend and I stopped talking a year and a half ago. For the last six months of our friendship we barely saw each other and instead texted or talked on the phone. I hated it and became disgusted with my phone. After we stopped talking I ended up getting rid of my phone. It was the most liberating thing I was able to do for myself at the time. I went without a phone for almost 9 months until people started getting pissed that they could never get in contact with me and so I had to get a new one.

If I got rid of the thing tomorrow I wouldn't exactly shed a tear. It's $80 a month I could put towards something less annoying.