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no phone, don't phone!
January 30, 2009 - Jennifer Brookens
I was dreading it for the past six months. I knew things were getting tight and sacrifices had to be made, but I was still hoping... just maybe I could keep my cell phone.
But alas, I am now officially exiled from the mobile phone world. I have a generic Tracphone (courtesy of Mom, in case of emergencies) But it's just not the same as having the unlimited texting and my "Margaritaville" ring tone.
Yes, I was a spoiled cell phone user.
And now my landline rings off the hook, without Caller ID (another cost-cutting measure) and I never know if its a best friend or family member, a boss or a telemarketer that can NEVER PRONOUNCE MY LAST NAME RIGHT! The other night, the phone rang Heaven knows how many times due to a crisis at work and obnoxious collectors and telemarketers. I thought I was on the Do Not Call list, but somehow our number must have an unfortunate loophole.
The calls continued to 8, then 8:30, and 9. One woke up my son right after I'd gotten him settled down for the night. At 9:15, the phone rang an unbelievable 8th or 9th time, I pick up the phone expecting that 4-5 second computer silence and ready to rip into someone calling me "Danyelle BrOkens" when I snarl, "This better be good!"
Instead I hear a combination of startled and amused laughter from my boss. Good one, Jenn!
So the next time the phone rings, I'll hopefully remember to take some deep cleansing breaths, let the answering machine get the call, and take a 20-second mental trip to Margaritaville.
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