Jan 17, 2018
Jun 8, 2017
I switched over from a landline with an answering machine (primarily for screening calls: just pick up if it was someone I wanted to talk to) to strictly a cellphone. Despite telling her I no longer had an answering machine, for two weeks, my mother’s voicemails to me always started, “emjaycee, pick up the phone. I know you’re there. (pause) This is your mother. Pick up the phone. (pause) Stop screening your calls. Pick up the phone.” Finally dawned on her that I could not screen a voicemail on a cellphone. Oy.