It should be mentioned that Republicans have been prolific contributors to our lexicon of non-verbal communication, too. For example, until Larry Craig I had no idea that exciting bathroom sex with a complete stranger was only a few foot-taps away!
Voicemail is like telemarketing. You know when someone calls you and says, "Hi. Is this John Smith?" that it's a telemarketer, and you really never need to know what this person wants. The same can be said for the dolt who leaves you a voicemail. They obviously aren't in your inner circle enough to have your cell phone number or email address. Hell, you only have a home phone to weed out these jokers, and to find out how late you really are on your IO Digital cable bill.
I had tech disable my voicemail a while back. Bliss. I had approximated the effect previously by just letting it fill to the brim, which takes roughly a day.
I just want to urgently warn all of you that the warranty on your vehicle is about to expire. That's what voicemail seems to be for these days, to tell me this every single fucking day.
But my Duesenberg's warranty expired around the time WW II did. Zing!, you horrid fuckers calling me unbidden.
@MisterHippity: Gah! You're ever closer to getting that microchip implanted. Then we'll all be like, "Hippity can read our thoughts! He's the Matrix! He's Mr. Smith! He's Mr. Smith!"
Then you know…you'll have to create civilization again. So, yeah, everyone will have small facial features and live in front of a blue wall.
@Spirit Fingers: Er, this was meant for Hippity. Not sure how that happened. But Hell Yeah, @Baroness: that warranty thing is demonic. Won't die. Ever.
People arbitrarily deciding that they will only choose one method of communication IN THE WORKPLACE are lazy, entitled assholes. Hey, guess what.....there really are reasons for leaving voice mails and having actual telephonic voice communications with other humans. How are companies just allowing their employees to just hide behind email , text and Twitter? Interact however you want on your own time but in the office this is b.s.
07/10/09
07/10/09
07/10/09
07/10/09
07/10/09
07/10/09
07/10/09
07/10/09
04/02/09
04/02/09
04/02/09
But my Duesenberg's warranty expired around the time WW II did. Zing!, you horrid fuckers calling me unbidden.
04/02/09
Then you know…you'll have to create civilization again. So, yeah, everyone will have small facial features and live in front of a blue wall.
04/02/09
04/02/09
04/02/09
04/02/09
04/02/09
04/02/09
04/02/09
04/02/09