The phone rings.
I try to figure out which phone:
My iPhone? My wife’s iPhone? My grandkids on their (our) iPads? Or my landline/house phone?
But wait, it’s the house phone, but someone has taken my wireless phone from my bedroom.
But wait, the phone tries to pronounce the name of the caller :Chicago Il (3 calls in quick succession)
I don’t answer.
I notice the light blinking telling me there are voice messages.
The message is from my son in Portland using his computer
(Interruption: a call from a woman I don’t know )
From his computer because his cell was broken when he threw it in anger, again.
“Please contact me by Facebook.”
When I Message him he wants to know what you m talking about?
School called and left a message that her eczema needs lotion . Another old message, my wife says she carries lotion in her backpack.
The appraiser just left. There was an old message that he was coming, but I didn’t get it before he got here. My bad.
No one calls except businesses I don’t want to talk to, or politicos.
We all text now, which can’t be done on my house phone.
My daughter and her husband don’t have a landline anymore. Do I really need one?
I hardly read emails.
I used to call people to tell them to answer their email; now I email them (or text them) to tell them to answer their phone.
Long phone conversations don’t happen.
A friend got a call from his nephew on Skype.
Never mind, I’ll call you. When’s a good time? You going to be home?
“Hello, I can’t find my little phone in my purse. I’ll have to call you back when I find it.” (Message on my wife’s cell phone.)