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I’m home, why aren’t they?

Ok, if you read an earlier post of mine, you know I have issues with using the phone. I don’t know why it makes me feel so awkward, like I am imposing and always at the wrong time.

Phone Sheep credit: India on Rent

Phone Sheep credit: India on Rent

 

Just last week I called a new-ish friend that I see rather infrequently to talk about the book club I am in and she would like to join. Seemed important to let her know what we will be reading and when the next meeting is. I prepared myself my repeating to myself, “She wants me to call. She needs this information.”

When she answered she was noticeably panting, even through the bad connection I could tell.

 
“Hi, Kay! It’s Andrea. Have I caught you at a bad time?” I say.
“No! Well… No, yeah, maybe. I am walking on the road.”
“Oh, well, sure. Let me call you back later.”
“No, that’s o.k.! The co…tion’s bad, let me just …to the m…dle of … street, away from this rock wall.” I hear the connection improve because the horn blasts are crystal clear. What the hell! Did this mom of grown kids just enter traffic to hear me better? Does she not know what kind of damage her inadvertent death would do to my future chances of communicating to anyone by phone? Ever?
“I am calling about the book club next month. Why don’t I e-mail you the details.” I say.
“You’re breaking up. We have a bad connection.”
“I –  will – call – you – later, – when – you – are – back – home!” I say, slowly and clearly, hoping she can hear me.
“I’m n… going …ack …ome, Bill le…me on th… si…f th… road !” I heard Kay say desperately through the phone.

CALL FAILED   isHMMT8EHV

Did Kay just admit that she’s never going home because Bill left her on the side of the road? I would be pretty pissed if my husband did something like that. I have been to their house. They live way, way up a country road in the mountains of Costa Rica, north of the capital. Steep incline, no sidewalks, Jumanji-like jungle plants with curling vines that pull at your limbs, death defying bus drivers. I had only one thought:

Why do these things always happen to me?

If people are in difficult situations why do they insist on answering every phone call?

Why do I call people?

I am never using the phone again.

But, for a worthy cause, I would give it a try.

The Women’s Club of Costa Rica Special Interest Group Committee, of which I am a member, has started a call campaign! I made at least 9 phone calls this afternoon. We are trying to revive interest in social activities by calling and taking a quick survey of the most recently joined members. Out of 7 woman I tried to reach today through sweaty palms; one had a recording saying if I want to leave a message I needed to enter a ‘box number’, another saying the service was ‘temporarily suspended’, and one was just plain ‘invalid’!

You could imagine my relief!

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10 comments on “I’m home, why aren’t they?

  1. Thewitch
    May 8, 2014

    I hate telephone conversations!! I can write endless emails, and need to be physically gagged to shut me up when I am face to face, but get me on a phone and my mind goes blank. Fortunatel, Torn-Apart is the same, which means that our frequent phone calls are very brief, and therefore not too horrendously expensive!!!

    • andreazjensen
      May 8, 2014

      I am the same way – love e-mail and face to face!

      • Thewitch
        May 8, 2014

        I think part of it is that I can’t judge how the person on the other end is reacting. I do a hell of a lot of hand waving and actions when I am talking!!

  2. Meg
    May 8, 2014

    I’m with you and Nikki on this. Despise the phone. Will do anything to avoid it, including getting my husband to make up excuses for me: “She’s not home right now.” “She’s working in the garden.” “I don’t know where she is.”

    • andreazjensen
      May 8, 2014

      Lucky you! I wish my husband would make excuses; he says he refuses to enable me!

    • Kevil
      May 8, 2014

      Do you even have a garden? 😉

      • Meg
        May 8, 2014

        Hah! I do…don’t know if Andrea does or not.

  3. Su Leslie
    May 8, 2014

    I am so glad I read this post and the comments; I also hate the phone. I’m happy to write, happy to talk face to face, but will also do anything to avoid phone calls. The other half will cheerfully pick up the phone and cold call, and gets really frustrated with me! So thanks for making me feel normal!

    • andreazjensen
      May 8, 2014

      I’m tired of being made to feel less than normal, too! I’m with Nikki. I think we need to see the other person’s face, or have the time a e-mail offers to feel certain about our words.

      • Su Leslie
        May 8, 2014

        Totally; there are very few people I feel happy talking to on the phone. They tend to be those who’s faces I can picture really clearly, and I can visualize their expressions as we talk. My idea of absolute purgatory … Having to work in a tele-marketing job!

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