Phone-a-phobia

 

I have a confession. I hate mobile phones.

I like being able to check my email and social media accounts. I use the banking app. I love Spotify.

But the actual phone that rings? I HATE IT.

15 years working in the media has made me allergic to the sound of a ringing phone. I have even tried the harp ringtone and vibration mode but no, my blood pressure goes up the second I hear my phone doing anything.

I understand that this seems crazy. It’s good that people want to speak to me, right?

Yes, but no. What do they want? Why are they calling?

When you work in PR, people call you because they want something and they want it now.

They don’t care if its 7.30pm on a Friday night and you’re on your fourth Champers. They don’t care if you’re on your honeymoon, mid-coitus. They don’t give a rat’s if you’re giving birth to twins. Some a**hole will want you to send them a high res image.

Subsequently, ringing mobile phones make me anxious and my phone is always on silent.

Pre-arranged calls are fine. I can handle the fact that I need to call someone at a certain time, or that I should expect a call.

What I can’t handle is people calling me when I am in the middle of doing something. One of the keys to my productivity is focusing on the task at hand. I work from home with an eleven month old baby so I already have enough interruptions to send the sanest person crazy.

Just because I don’t answer your call, doesn’t mean I don’t love you.

Visit me, send me an email, message me, write me a postcard.

Just please, please don’t call me.

 

 

 

 

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