So here are 2 random facts about myself:
1. I hate talking on the phone. Like with a passion. Like I will do anything to avoid calling someone. Or answering the phone. Or whatever. I would rather text, e-mail, wait until I see them, smoke signals would be better than talking on the phone.
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2. I have about a trillion stuffed bears. I got one for every Christmas since I was born until last year. And I bought them for myself. I named them (almost all) with names that started with "B" such as Bernard, Belinda, Boo, Betsy, Bob, and so on.
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Now it's your turn! Tell me a random thing or two about you!
4 comments:
I hate talking on the phone, too. Except with my kids. It drives me crazy to text them back and forth when we could have had a two minute phone call to answer the question.
Can't think of anything random about me...except that I don't think well until second cup of coffee (and still on my first right now).
i also hate talking on the phone. I think this stems from when i worked in a call center. Though i don't mind talking to my mom or my sister on the phone.
Umm, i really like elephants. I have elephants all over my house and also have an elephant tattoo
I don't know what it is about the phone - but I sure know a TON of peeps that feel the same way.
Here’s one. I HAAAATE being called “Mrs. Evans”. I should get a nice little badge made that says, “Call me Mary”. And I know exactly why this is such a big deal to me. For decades, before there was such a thing as Federal No Call Lists, and even back before we had Caller ID, pretty much the only people who called me Mrs. Evans were telemarketers who invariably called while I was fixing (or eating) supper, were reading (badly) from a script, trying to sell me windows or siding or whatnot. Now, I tell little children they can call me Mary, or Miss Mary (I like that one). The nurses in the doctor’s office, professionals of every stripe (striped suits?) all have my permission to call me by my first name.
Another thing I don’t like much is dill. Or coffee. Tried and tried to like coffee when I was in my early 20s, because I considered it an adult social custom/habit that I’d better acquire. But it was a no go. There are plenty of other sources of caffeine. Tea, Coca-Cola, No-Doz. I keep No-Doz tablets, broken in half, with me at all times.
P.S. Wonderful kitties today!
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