Monday, February 12, 2007

Clearly, People Don't Listen

The other night I am sitting at home and my phone rings. I don't recognize the number (it's out in the suburbs) so I let it go to voicemail. By the way, my voicemail message - in my own kinda deep voice - is:

"Hello, this is Dop. I can't take your call right now, so please leave a message."

So about an hour later, I checked the message just in case it's from someone I might actually know. Here is the message that was left:

"Wanda, did you tape 'Criminal Minds'? Let me know..."

And here's the clincher:

"... it's Mom. Bye."

So I am thinking - either Mom is completely hard of hearing, or Wanda needs to lay off the cigarettes. Cause if Wanda actually sounds anything like me, she must have been smoking for say, oh, 50 years. And this isn't the first time something like this has happened.

I recently changed my cell number from the one I had back in DC for the last 6 years to one with a Chicago area code. And since then, all different kinds of people have been leaving messages for - well - all different kinds of people. Yet every person who leaves a message has to listen to me first. But still they leave messages for their friends, associates, or in Wanda's case, daughters.

Clearly, people just don't listen. Or aren't paying attention which is just as bad.