Ways That People Piss Me Off: #12,973
It’s no secret: I hate talking on the phone. If it weren’t for email, IM, blog comments, text messaging and bars, I probably wouldn’t have any friends.
But DAMMIT, if I’m going to go to the trouble of dialing a freaking phone, listening to an overly-long outgoing message on some idiotic answering machine and leaving a detailed message (as requested, incidentally), then the least a person can do is listen to the freaking message, right? What kind of self-absorbed, impulse-driven, cranial-rectally inverted behavior prompts a person to decide — after seeing that they have voice mail waiting — that they’re going to return the call without having listened to the message in the first place?!
Geez. If I wanted to actually talk to my husband, I wouldn’t have called his cell phone when I knew he was in a damn meeting!
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Man, I’m with you there. I just finished a job working with a sales guy who would never listen to his voicemail. I’d call and leave a detailed message, and he’d call back and say “Yeah, I saw you called. What’s up?”
Arghghg.
Then there are people who absolutely refuse to use email. You email them, and they phone you back and get your voicemail. You call them back and get their voicemail. Lather, Rinse, Repeat!
See, those are the people I call “former friends.”
my husband’s father has a very bad habit of doing this.
I have the opposite problem — nobody seems to want to talk to me. “Oh, you’re there? I was wanting to get your voicemail.” Either my callers hate the unexpected, or my phone manners could use a brush-up.