In the old days, just last year, when we still lived in a 1500 square foot house and had a land line with an answering machine, people would call, the phone would ring, and, if I didn't feel like getting up to find the phone and answer it, which was most of the time, there would be 'the message' portion of the call. A voice, of someone I know or a credit card customer service representative from India or my Mom, could be heard bouncing off the walls, enticing me, urging me, calling to ME to ANSWER!
Now that I only use my cell phone, this problem has been erradicated. My ring tone sounds, and if I don't get up to look for my phone who cares, they can leave a message. That's what it's for!
Sometimes I miss the sound of my Mom's voice in the house but that's it. I certainly don't miss the loud ringing.
The cell phone has enabled me to listen to messages and talk when I choose, not because I feel pressured by a disembodied voice echoing in the empty space.
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