How Hard Can It Be?

The voicemail I leave on my phone is very specific: leave a message or I won't call you back. I get far too much spam to return unsolicited calls from numbers I don't know. Granted, that concern is alleviated somewhat via caller ID. Still, spam calls get through, and waste my time as well as anger me.

How hard is it to leave a message anyway? Has it occurred to you that perhaps in leaving a message it might allow me to better answer your questions before I get back to you? It generally does, you know. If I have an idea of what you need I can call back with options readily available. Or do you believe that Marty will be so curious as to who is trying to reach him that he'll return your call because he simply must know who you are and what you want?

You are far too confident in my opinion of you if you feel that way. Leave. A. Message. I will get back to you. Otherwise, No. I. Won't.

Pot shots to start March

I find myself excited this morning at the prospect of helping others learn to curl. I haven't felt that way in awhile. We'll see what happens, but I guess this much is true: once a curler, you're always an ambassador for the game.

The last two books I've read were hardbound. They felt odd to me, and the typeface in each seemed ancient. Granted, one is a first edition from 1972, but the other was published in 2012. Still, they appeared odd in my hands, as some old fangled technology might. Different, and I like it. I feel more in touch with the books this way.

Is caller ID a good thing? Yes on the whole, I suppose. But now that you can see who's calling there's an extra dimension of dread added when it's someone you don't want to talk to, isn't there? At one time you had to actually answer the phone before your heart sank at the sound of a voice. That the opposite is true too, that you get extra delight in a caller you want to speak to, doesn't seem the same, does it?

Grapefruit League games are well under way and I've yet to see so much as a highlight. We're that busy. Or I'm that lazy. My vote is for busy.

Speaking of which, to work! I wish my boss wasn't such an ogre.