Confession #1

I liked the idea of this when I saw Emiri do it, and so I'm stealing it from you kid.

I despise the telephone.
It's not that I don't like talking to people, it's just that people are so damn persistent and nosy!!
Telemarketers, for example, like to call numerous times throughout the week (and sometimes during the same day) to bug the living hell out of you.
Yes, I understand you need to do your job to bring home the bacon.
Why not try McDonalds? You don't have to bother anyone there.
I mean, does anyone actually listen to telemarketers?
I realize that a majority of you will say no, so I usually try to be a bit cordial when I tell them to leave me the hell alone.
This lady the other day called from 'Vonage' saying that our number was chosen for a free trial for a month or so.
She kept asking me questions about our internet, so I assumed she was talking about a free internet thing.
(You know what they say about people who assume...)
Then when she started selling her product, which I later found out to be a telephone connection, I was really confused and started mouthing off to the women.
For one thing, I had to stop reading Watchmen (which I finished yesterday and it was AMAZING) to answer the stupid phone.
And secondly, I actually had to talk to someone...a real person that I can't just hang up on.
Naturally, I was a little annoyed.
So then this lady started acting like she was "better than thou" and laughed very sardonically and said, "Ma'am. Vonage. Haven't you seen any commercials on TV? We provide telephone service."
Damn condescending saleswomen!!
You assume that because I own a telephone, it's a given that I watch TV all the frickin' time??
What if I was blind?! And my TV had no sound?!
Oh my....I should have said that.
I should have been like, "Considering I'm blind and my TV speakers are broken, no, I haven't seen or heard anything about Vonage. I don't know how you sleep at night."
I ended up saying, "I'm in no position and don't have the liberty to agree to anything because I'm seventeen", and then said goodbye very rudely.

My problem isn't only with telemarketers.
It's just with people in general.
I don't have the patience to talk to people on the phone without offending them (The people reading this blog are excluded from this).
It's not my fault I was preoccupied before they called.
That's the beauty of the internet: you can say all that you need to say without having to bullshit anything and you can choose when to answer.
Also, emails don't have a ringer.

I don't even like making calls.
I feel like I'm bothering the people I call and imagine that if they feel the same as I do, they wouldn't want me to call.
On the other hand, when you get phone calls, you feel wanted.
It's a pretty little paradox.

I'm pretty old fashioned and romantic so certain aspects of technology tend to irritate me...a lot.