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It ocurred to me today that I must be a rare breed. Someone made a comment on how I wasn't available over the weekend which led to me asking myself... is it that weird that I'm not available 24/7 to everyone on the planet?

I also thought about the fact that to get me on the phone is almost an accomplishment in itself.
Just ask anyone who tries.

Just ask my brother. I personally find it entertaining to listen to him rant about me not picking up the phone.

What? I left it in my room.

Common saying I have. I tend to leave it everywhere but with me.

If it is with me, I am reading e-books on it.

Or other reads.

Yes, I do have a cell phone. Yes, it generally (read: generally) is by my side. If I leave the house and don't have it I will feel naked. But I treat it much like a house phone in that I dont answer it all the time. Or the texts. (Unless I'm in one of my I'll-answer-right-this-second times.) I literally can see a text come in when the phone is in my face... and still not acknowledge that sweet little yellow envelope cross my vision or who from.

Perhaps I need those "obvious glasses."

Maybe they'd work in other areas of my life.

As in "it's obvious he likes you!"

Or the best "did you notice my new haircut?!"

That 6 inches you cut off? No. Not until you told me that.

I especially will not answer the phone when I'm in a place where the person on the other end of the phone will have to rudely listen to others around me, or animals, or I can't focus on the call which is like... always... (yes I purposely included that "like" and heard the voice in my head go all valley girl-ish) Or that will allow the people around me to be able to listen to my phone conversation. But then again, that could be where my old-fashioned side comes in. I still live in the old timey days where you didn't talk on the phone when you were with someone else. Or where you said that person on the phone was way more important than the one in front of you. You know... cause it was rude?

Hint hint.

I also just don't like talking on the phone. Is that weird?

Yeah I'm sure it is.

I'm usually weird.

Well... I am.

In a good way.

But I disgress.

Is it so odd for someone to not have their phone attached to their side 24/7 nowadays? Or to answer right away, all the time? I forget, I get busy, I just don't put everyone else's day above mine. When I'm free, I'll answer, but if not, I won't. And I generally will forget until days after that you've even called, and go oh cutter butter! I forgot to call so-and-so back! It's not something personal. Most know to email or text me and I get back a lot quicker. I rarely talk on the phone. Hate the things. I'm shoot with the phone. Yes, I changed that. I like that... or maybe I should say poo poo? I'm trying to be more lady-like here.

I said trying... yeesh.

Sidenote: I also hate the sound of my own voice on the answering machine. I sound like a frog or something to myself. I hate it. Don't play messages I've left while I'm in the same room with you.

Seriously.

I will cringe.

Or scrunch my nose.

I'm a nose scruncher.

But it's cute.

And I'm cute, so I can get away with it!

I love saying that.

Try saying that to someone and having them not smile.

Fun times.

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