There are places that phone calls should be ignored. This quiet spot near the White Oak River is one of them.
There are lots of other places also where phones are out of place. No one likes a phone in a restaurant, or at meal in your home.
We all fear the cellphone-using driver of a car when we see one making a turn or talking on the phone in heavy traffic.
Considering there isn’t a big difference in immediately taking a call and calling back when you are in safes spot, you wonder why taking or making the call now is so important. Even responding to the voice mail as quickly as possible is pefectly acceptable to most folks.
Some people have to catch the call at all costs, some let it mellow as a voicemail before responding, and then there is the group that doesn’t want to do either.
As technology has given us more tools to be connected, it has also given us more tools to choose the person with whom we might want to have a conversation.
I’m not sure that is good, but it is probably no different than hiding behind your secretary in the old days.
I take pride in returning my phone calls. Some I don’t want to make, but years of experience have taught me that it is better to get involved early in problems and to take the hits up front than to let trouble build.
It is strange though to see some of the Blackberry toting executives of today be just as disconnected from the real world as their predecessors in the sixties who relied on dragon-tongued secretaries.
We’re almost taking communications intravenously, yet some folks seem to be allergic to it.
Our technological infirmity 