It's amazing how
indignant people get when someone calls around dinner time. They act like the
caller had intruded during the holiest
of holies. Or that the intrusion was
forcefully imposed for which there was no recourse. It's as if the caller had
peeked in on the couple having sex.
There is a simple
remedy: DON'T ANSWER THE FUCKING PHONE!
This is especially
true nowadays when technology has afforded us with caller ID, *69, answering
machines and voice mail.
Screen your damn
calls and keep eating.
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