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I hate phone calls. I just had to say this. Hate them. I hate ”happy birthday” calls. I hate cute-though-not-often-visited great aunts/uncles calls, or any kind of family call, really. Even friends’ call. I have two friends who sometimes call me and with whom I can actually develop a nice, long conversation to the point where one of us exclaims “damn, it’s been two hours, I have to go to class!”. That’s it. Otherwise it’s bunch of “so, tomorrow. two o’clock. mall. you in?”. Helpful, but excruciating.
With texting, however, I have no problem. I love text messages. You can be consize without sounding rude, and cute without sounding needy. When missed phone calls appear on my cel (which often happens since I don’t look at it when I’m at home), I text. Probably against social etiquette, but soo much nicer. Problem is, most times people insist on calling back. Apparently something to do with my being more prone to agree on the phone. Gee, wonder why?
