Tuesday, March 14, 2006

You are calling me because?

You've heard of drunk calling (you know when a person is drunk and ends up calling their ex), but now let's talk about bored calling. Don't get me wrong, I like to hear from my friends, but when they are bored and they call me, I tend to get annoyed. Let's break this down.

Bored calling is when someone who has absolutely nothing to do decides to give you a call to talk about nothing. This bothers me for two reasons. First, I'm the type of person who doesn't like to sit on the phone listening to someone else breathe or talk nonsense. Second, it doesn't make me feel all too good when they tell me that they called me only because they have nothing better else to do. Just because they don't have something better to do, that doesn't mean that I don't.

Call me mean if you wish (and I know some of you are) but I am the type of person who doesn't like to be tied to a phone. I have breaks from my cell phone because I don't want to become one of those people who despise silence so much, it looks like their cell phone is magically attached to their hands. You've seen those people. Talking on the phone while using public transportation, walking down the street, in restaurants, before and after watching a movie, and even in the bathrooms. Hey, if they want to be that way, then good for them...but as for me, I don't want to be that person. Well Max, then why have a cell phone?! Protection, for when I'm running late, to call someone when I need to ask them a question or inform them about something...you know, for a purpose. While I was in college I was a slave to my cell phone, it was while I was in grad school when I decided to emancipate myself! lol... And it worked! Sometimes people get upset with me, but c'mon, think about it. What would you do if every time you were involved in something, someone called you and said, "Hi, I'm bored so I decided to call you" and had nothing important to say after that?! I don't mind mindless banter when I'm in the presence of my friends and family because that way you are hanging out with them. You don't have a piece of plastic attached to your ear while trying to finish whatever it is that you were doing or watching your favorite t.v. show on mute with the closed caption on.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy silly conversations. I have friends call me because they saw something funny on t.v. and wanted to share it with me or because they thought about me and wanted to tell me that they were. But the difference between these callers and bored callers is the fact that once they stated why they called, they tend to have something to fill in the conversation after. My boy Kalin, who is one of the most random people calls, me out of the blue all the time. And even though he sometimes calls me while I am extremely busy, he doesn't mention that he only called me because he was bored, he keeps the conversation short, he updates me on his and his wife's life, and then asks me about mines. Those calls are cool. After those types of calls I feel like he called me because he finally had the time to call me and he chose that time to do so NOT because he was sitting around with absolutely nothing to do and decided to fill my mind with endless chatter keeping me from accomplishing my tasks. I so know that I'm going to get a few phone calls on this. Yes, bring it. All I ask is when you do call me, when I say, "What's up?" Don't say I'm bored. I'm not a teenager anymore. I really don't like sitting on the phone for long periods of time. I live closer to my friends now and that means that I can hang out with them physically. As a matter of fact, I say "what's up" because I want the person to get to the point.

Perhaps publishing this post will mean that no one will ever call me on the phone again. That would mean that I could end up lowering my cell phone plan and relish in the silence that I strive for. That would also mean that in order to catch up with my friends, there would be more time hanging out and less time talking on the phone. I like that idea!

Until then readers,

Love, Peace, and Hair Grease!

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