This is why I really don't need a phone
Feb. 12th, 2010 12:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
citysparrowI'm home from work today, because my office is moving. We were given the choice of taking a vacation day or helping to move and set up computers, so I chose the better part of wisdom.
Yesterday as my workmates and I were sitting around, goofing off from packing up our desks, one of them said, "I want to know what's in the messages on Lynn's phone." I guess he had noticed that the red "you've got messages" light has been on my phone for over a year, because I never bothered to learn how to use the voicemail feature. It turns out it's not so hard. After going to a web site to set up my password, all I had to do was to pick up the phone and push the button labelled "Messages." Duh!
So I finally got to find out what was in the messages. It turns out that I was right to assume that I wasn't really missing much by not checking them. In the 16 months I have been working at my current job, I had 12 messages. They were:
* Two messages from co-workers saying something like, "I'll talk to you later."
* Two messages from UPS about setting up a "brokerage account," whatever that is.
* A reminder about a clinic appointment Peter had last April.
* The most interesting was a message from Peter saying, "Hi, Lynn, I'm home. It's 4:00." I wondered why he bothered to call me to tell me he was home, then I realized that it was the day he came home from the hospital after his pulmonary embolism.
* The rest were junk faxes trying to sell me doors and windows.
Which basically tells me that I really don't need to have a phone on my desk. But at least I can now look my phone in the face without that red light shining to remind me that I don't know how to use it.
Yesterday as my workmates and I were sitting around, goofing off from packing up our desks, one of them said, "I want to know what's in the messages on Lynn's phone." I guess he had noticed that the red "you've got messages" light has been on my phone for over a year, because I never bothered to learn how to use the voicemail feature. It turns out it's not so hard. After going to a web site to set up my password, all I had to do was to pick up the phone and push the button labelled "Messages." Duh!
So I finally got to find out what was in the messages. It turns out that I was right to assume that I wasn't really missing much by not checking them. In the 16 months I have been working at my current job, I had 12 messages. They were:
* Two messages from co-workers saying something like, "I'll talk to you later."
* Two messages from UPS about setting up a "brokerage account," whatever that is.
* A reminder about a clinic appointment Peter had last April.
* The most interesting was a message from Peter saying, "Hi, Lynn, I'm home. It's 4:00." I wondered why he bothered to call me to tell me he was home, then I realized that it was the day he came home from the hospital after his pulmonary embolism.
* The rest were junk faxes trying to sell me doors and windows.
Which basically tells me that I really don't need to have a phone on my desk. But at least I can now look my phone in the face without that red light shining to remind me that I don't know how to use it.