Perhaps a tele-god.
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
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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I find a ringing phone almost impossible to not answer.
I always ignore my phone. I don't have caller ID, but I do have an answering maching. My friends know to start talking. If I'm in the mood to chat, I pick up. If not, I don't.
I do have a peephole, but it was made for tall people. It's too high for me to look through.
I do answer the phone , most of the time. But if I am running out the door, or my hands are full, I don't. Siince I should be leaveing this minute, I wouldn't .
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Basically my slave to the phone comment was meant to be followed up with my stating that I mean I will not rush in the door because the phone is ringing. If I can reach a phone, and feel like answering it, I will. if not, I have a machine that does it for me after four rings.
My mom had a special ring code - let it ring once, hang up, call back in 30 seconds - that meant "no, seriously, I need you to pick up the damn phone."
My sister, OTOH, had to go to the hospital and get stitches in her lip once because she took a corner too fast racing to pick up the phone.
We're not much alike, really.