When Quirks Collide
Though I hate hate HATE call waiting I still have it activated on my cell phone as a favor to others who do like it. I hate it because I feel pressured to answer another call while I’m already on a call and I feel an equal and opposite pressure to not answer another call while I’m on a call already. I feel voicemail was created for this exact reason. Leave me a message, I’ll call you back.
I also do not answer cals from numbers I don’t recognize, for the most part. If it’s a local number, I’m a bit more inclined to do so, but there’s no guarantees. My cell phone’s caller ID will show the number but will only show a name if it’s one that’s in my address book. If there’s no name, I’m guessing I don’t know you and, again, this is why voicemail was created.
Yesterday I was on the phone with Josh when I heard the call waiting beep. I looked at the number (another thing I hate doing since I have to pull the phone away from my ear to do it) and didn’t recognize it, so I didn’t answer it. A minute later, the beep again: same number. Then again. On the fourth call, I was pretty sure who it was and told Josh, “Hey, I guess I need to answer this.”
I answered it and it was Kat, as I suspected. She knew why I hadn’t answered, as she’s aware of my behavior in both the unknown number and the call waiting situation.
Her pronouncement when I finally answered?
“You have too many quirks.”