SUBLIME SPIRIT: Phone Tag

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Phone Tag

Just funny. One time, my cuz-in-law in LA and I played phone tag all day. She tried to reach me but I didn't hear my cellphone so I called back and she didn't hear hers, and so she called back. And I didn't hear it again. This happens to me a lot. I think I'm now branded as someone who doesn't pick up. But at least I try to call back right away. I think that makes a difference. Well, uhrm uhrm, sometimes it takes time...but that's because I'm flighty. I have one thousand and one thoughts happening all at the same time inside my head all the time I should tie each one to a string to keep track...But then, it will all be one humongous tangled-up web. LOL. So, anyways, back to this phone thingy. (I hate it when I say thingy, I'm someone who wants to be more precise with my words...oh well, where was I again???) See. Well, yesterday, I changed my ringing style after my sister complained about it, just when I was so totally clueless, really! I changed it back to this freaking RRRRRING-RRRRRRRING with vibrate mode. The classic one. But my phone only has this irritating high-pitched version. So, there it is. This morning, my phone rang. And I didn't pick it up because I thought it was someone else's mobile ringing. (Actually, for a split second there I thought there was a new house phone installed at home and I was like...how did I not know about that???). Duh!!! Maybe I should just wear my cellphone around my neck, or better yet, let it hang from one of my earrings...or strap it around my forehead or in between my eyes so I hear every freaking ring. Or maybe super-glue the phone to my palm so it will be some kind of mutant alien siamese twin that goes wherever I go, or washes whatever I wash (LOL)...Do I have to bring it everytime I need to go to the bathroom too? Or should I get a water-proof thingy (thingy, there it goes again...) to bring inside the shower or have a waterproof phone you can flip over to double as a loofa scrubber as well, so I can pick up a call anytime? (Okay now, if that gets invented, remember that I thought about that first!) Or how about a knife with a keypad so I can pick up a call as I slice off some fat from a slab of pork? Down, boy, down, boy, I'm getting too excited now.