“Don’t call us, we’ll call you”
isn’t just a catch-phrase I hear from time to time, it’s more like the story of
my life. I’ve been waiting for the phone to ring ever since I’ve had a phone.
Today could be my lucky day…or maybe tomorrow! Yesterday definitely
wasn’t my lucky day or the day before yesterday, and so on back to when I first
cradled the receiver of my first phone. I have a good feeling about today,
though. Today it’s going to ring!
I mean, they said, “we’ll call
you.” How would you interpret that? We will call you. It’s in the
future tense which implies that it is something that is going to take place,
that it’s definitely on. But when, dammit, when? When will they call me?
I have a life, too, you know. I have things to do. I can’t be waiting around
forever for them to call. But what if they do call and I’m not home?
Maybe I’d better just stick around this weekend just in case. While I’m at it
I’ll clear my schedule for next week. Better safe than sorry.
Even telemarketers politely hang
up on me, promising to call back. They usually tell me they have
something burning on the stove. Just yesterday a guy called selling aluminum
siding. I don’t have a house to put it on but I told him that I could find a
place to store it just in case my housing situation changes radically. He
promised to call back soon. “Soon,” he said. You can bet that I’ve got my
fingers crossed.
Even when I’ve tried to call the
emergency services I’ve been told not to telephone and that they would call me
if I have a future emergency. I suppose that I should be reassured to
know that the next time I almost chop off one of my digits in the kitchen
someone will actually call me before coming to my rescue. The last time I
called 911 no one answered and I ended up putting my thumb back on with duct
tape (based on a true story, at least the part about the tape holding a chunk
of my finger from falling on the floor).
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