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Telephones scare me.
Not all the time, just sometimes, like now. I really don't know why, it's mainly whenever i'm home alone and it's my responsibility to answer the phone.
It scares me, hearing the ringing noise coming from a little white hand-held device, and knowing someone is waiting to be heard.
Maybe not to be heard from me, most of the time it's never for me. But i'm the one who must press that little green symbol, and say hello to the voice coming out those tiny holes.
Another part of telephone calls that scare me is the immediate action that must take place.
We drop everything we are doing and run as fast as we can to find the white Panasonic device before it stops ringing.
It's so demanding, and kind of frightening to know someone is waiting for you, and you must not miss it. When you do miss it, it's really not that big a deal.
In fact, the whole telephone thing i've just blogged about isn't a big deal at all. It shouldn't be scary. But it kind of makes me nervous.
Just a bunch of weird thoughts i decided to share...