I hate it...I really hate the phone.
People I never want to talk to call me and harass me regarding things about which I care not one bit. They drone in my ear and try to make me feel concerned, but I cannot. These people seem so zealous about their jobs and seem to love them a great deal, and they expect me to feel the same way, but I don't.
Orifices that aren't supposed to, draw up when my phone rings because I know it's another tackhead wanting to talk to me about issues that, in the scheme of things, mean nothing ~ absolutely nothing!
When the phone rings, I hope for Armageddon for the simple reason that such a global upheaval would probably stop the phone permanently. It would probably stop a lot of the people who call me too. Yeah, I have a death wish out for these people. They make my life miserable and they've turned me against the phone. They prevent my being able to function normally on the phone when I'm talking to someone with whom I wish to carry on a conversation.
They won't take "NO" for an answer and they all sound the same.
Let the bombs drop! If it means no more phone, I'd be glad get blown to bits myself....just to never hear that ring again.
