. What if she was bleeding to death and for some reason called me instead of 911
hopefully , she'd leave a message.
that's my theory, anyway.
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. What if she was bleeding to death and for some reason called me instead of 911
hopefully , she'd leave a message.
that's my theory, anyway.
I like the way you think, beth.
I don't think I'm brave enough to tell her that, though.
I am not a slave to my phone and everyone who wishes to call my number.
In theory, when I'm home I don't ever have to answer the door or the phone.
In practice I always do. Especially the phone. I find a ringing phone almost impossible to not answer. Though I'm getting better about that.
Especially the phone. I find a ringing phone almost impossible to not answer. Though I'm getting better about that.
Me, too. However, caller ID has changed all that. I can send them right to voicemail if I so desire, because now I know who it is. I'm like unto a god! Or a demi-god.
Perhaps a tele-god.
Oh, not me. Caller ID is the only reason I do answer the phone sometimes.
Since I had caller ID installed, I very rarely answer my house phone. Most important people call my cellphone anyway.
it's actually a very peaceful, painless way to go when you're that far gone already.
That's good to know. Thanks.
My husband is Caller ID's number one fan, but I *have* to answer a ringing phone. Even if I know it's the same telemarketer who called five minutes ago.
I totally screen the phone and visitors at the door (that is, ignore), because the people who call me can be numbered on the fingers of one hand (everything else is spam), and my building has security, so no one should be knocking that I'm not expecting.
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