I’ve asked to be removed from their list and my pleas go unanswered. So I resort to my “delete” button and off it goes — until the next day. Persistence keeps knocking at my door like an unwanted cousin looking for a loan. I prefer opportunity instead.
I have three children and the best way to get them is either by cell phone or by computer, which takes longer. They live by it. No stamps for the mail. All of it is done electronically. The calls are usually in a bad reception zone or a vacuum.
No doubt, their unwanted calls are reduced to a minimum.
Maybe that’s the way to go. I do not own a cell phone or an iPad. It’s all Geek to me. I do have an I-pod which I love, as well as my digital camera. I wouldn’t know what to do with a child’s computer game.
The other day, the phone rang. Neither one of us hastened to it.
“You answer it,” I told my wife.
“No, you go ahead. It’s probably for you.”
“I’m having lunch.”
“So am I.”
Neither one of us moved. Turned out to be Washington calling and we let it ring.
Writer and photographer Tom Vartabedian is retired from The Haverhill Gazette. He contributes this regular column.