First, if I ever call you on the phone, it must be important. Because I have something of a phobia about getting on the phone and dialing. My brain is capable of processing an absurd number of paths the conversation could take and calling a business, especially one I don't know -- egad arrrgh! Terrible.
Thank god I could never be a telemarketer.
These days, though, I resent having to call and wade through menus or trying to describe something well enough to get passed to the right person. And I'm bad with names. Which is really bad when one is calling a doctor's office -- you really aren't going to talk to Dr. Whatshisname anyway, but a nurse, PA or clerk.
And all this when a short email could accomplish the same thing.
Then there's holding.
On a cellphone, hold music sounds dreadful. There not enough bandwidth to transmit a clear audio and it tends to drop out and give you a horrible garble in your ear.
Why do we put up with this? You'd think that millions of people smart-, extra-smart and less-smartphones, so would rise...
Oh. Right. People don't buy smartphones to talk on the phone.
Never mind. Move along. Nothing to