I have a very strong aversion to the telephone.
If you know me, possibly you already know this.
Really if it didn’t sound rude, my voicemail message would say – don’t call me, because I probably won’t call you …
However, some days, as today, the outside world intrudes.
And so this morning, I steel myself for a couple of phone calls I need to make.
One to a very nice sounding man from the bank who has been calling me quite frequently because he has ‘something specific he needs to discuss with me’. I have put this off for more than a week, due to a kind of timely case of laryngitis, and some skilled procrastination, but I decide in ‘light’ of today’s sunshine, I should give this man the courtesy of calling him back. Besides, the inquisitor in me, reasons that maybe a long lost relative has left me some kind of windfall and they are just trying to reach me, to come and open the vault!
Ha! The conclusion to this is a lot less exciting,
Although Jordan from the bank does sound very nice he merely wanted to see if there was any way they could serve me better in my banking needs. I assure him, apart from cancelling any and all debts and indeed opening that vault to someone quite deserving such as me,
I am happy with my banking, and … doing the best I can.
Right, deep breath in and ready myself for call number two, which I am sure will not be as short and sweet, as I am still trying to sort out a billing error. Wading patiently through the automated system, I hold for a live operator– ‘because my call is important to them’. To which I am told that due to technical difficulties, they cannot connect me to a live operator!
Ugh … forced to resort to the live chat, which generally proves unproductive, but keeping an open mind I venture in. Explaining my inquiry to live chat operator number one, the response is your balance is paid and shows as $0.00 owing – I will patch you through to Robert in billing to look into this. Robert in billing says “I don’t know why you have been patched to me, as your balance is $0.00 owing.”
To which I shrug, at the absurdness of big business, say my Thank you to Robert, and confirm my convictions of ‘fighting the man’ .. in my own quiet way.
Deep exhale.
The very next call, (if I have not completely lost you in boredom already) – the next call, I answer,
Because outside my window the Blue Jays are calling, and the sunshine, apple blossoms and tulips. So I slip on my trusty flip flops, grab my camera and step out the door.
Almost immediately every delicious thing that captures my senses greets me on the doorstep, as I begin my walk of gratitude,
and fills my heart to overflowing
for the day.
Utter joy
in
Beauty,
much better.
Really, who needs a telephone anyway?
“Sorry I am unable to a take your call, I can however be easily reached
by carrier pigeon” ♥
(my apologies to this lovely morning dove!)