I was having a nice quiet evening. No one called all night. I avoided looking at the computer for the first time all week. I listened to some music and read a little. Then, I realized why I wasn’t getting any calls. I had unhooked the phone to connect the phone cord to the Tivo. I had left my cell phone in my car.
When I went down to the car, I saw that I had over twenty messages on my cell phone. Sophia and my mother were about to call the police, thinking I might have been kidnapped or killed. They had sent numerous emails, even postings on my blog. When I called each of them up, they yelled at me, calling me irresponsible for not having my phone on and with me. When I laughed about the whole situation, Sophia hung up on me.
Remember the old days, before cell phones, when no one went crazy if they couldn’t reach you?
It was a quiet night quiet evening. Apologies to anyone who tried to call.
