wow, the last entry for 2003 on this journal of sorts. this one is sort of a double entry but the topics are similar so i lumped them in as one
First off, i have learned that i hate leaving phone messages. not so much that i don't see the point, just that i end up sounding stupider than usual when i do. i end up leaving too much information, being repetative, stuttering, or whatever. it really gets annoying when i have to listen to it from other people, so i try to avoid sounding like that. unfortunately, i don't always succeed.
My friend Ty has his voicemail set up on his cell phone, but by and large what i want to call him about is going for food or playing games or something. most of the time when the message actually gets to him the event is over and it's pointless to call back. besides, he has caller ID on his cell, so he knows i called.
however, he told me he hates it when people don't leave messages, so i have taken to leaving songs on his phone. i will sing Sublime or The Ziggens, and most recently i left a hardcore scream version of The Partridge Family song 'I think I Love You'.
or rather, i tried to
i got all the way to the first refrain and then you hear the following on the message: "I THINK I LOVE YOU! ISN'T THAT WHAT LIFE IS MADE OF... I... FUCK i forgot the words *click*
yeah, phone messages are fun if you let them be.
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another phone story:
a lot of people came back from college for the christmas holiday and i saw some people who i thought had passed out of my life. one of these people i hadn't seen in almost six years! i asked her for her phone number so we could go grab some food or something and catch up so that the next time six years passed that catch-up session would be considerably shorter. she gave me her phone number and then left the resteraunt.
i called her a day or so later and asked if she was still up for food. she said no, but that i should call her after i got off work the next day.
I got off work at noon, called her and was told that she would call me at around five.
at about six thirty i called her and asked if she was going to call at all, since there was no call at all either saying "hey, here's what's going on" or "hey, fuck off and die." She answered and said "oh, well, not tonight. i feel ill right now." i said "look, if you're avoiding me it would be much easier to just say so and make this easier on both of us." she said "I'm not avoiding you. i'll call you tomorrow."
predictably, no call.
i called her cell and she said "i wasn't going to call you. i hate it when people tell me i'm avoiding them." and i asked "so your reaction is to avoid them?" she said "look, i don't want to hang out." i said "fine, it just would have been easier to say this three days ago and avoid the phone tag."
phone ettiquet tip for all of you out there: if you don't want to talk to someone, fucking say so, or at least call them back to say something. that shit's just rude.
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