Answering the Call

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I and the telephone are not best friends. Especially now that I have a smart phone rather than a home phone.  It is more than likely that I put it down somewhere in my house and wandered off to another room or another floor and totally forgot about it.  My family always asks the same thing: “Why didn’t you answer?’

I guess I am supposed to carry the thing everywhere with me. If I put it in my pocket, am I not in danger of sitting on it? Sure, in the winter, I might have a fleece on that has pockets…..but then again, I might not.

My family knows me well enough that this doesn’t bother them too much. They have stopped accusing me of call screening.  However, they probably would appreciate a much faster reply.

It was in that spirit that I found myself experiencing Today’s Perfect Moment in the form of a phone call with my younger brother. We don’t touch base nearly enough, but since he had called and left me a message earlier in the week, I felt it only fair to give him a call.

As for the rest of the family, I probably owe them lots of calls, texts, and email. Since some of them read this blog, they’ll probably be texting me soon reminding me to make good on that notion.

 

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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One Response to Answering the Call

  1. I wouldn’t be in such a hurry to be “constantly connected.” More minds and lives are ruined by cell-phone addictions than helped.

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