frank.. bleeepity bleep and bleep bleep! That’s what I always say!
Pete…. I used to call people for a newspaper I worked at… and ask them to pay their classified ad bills… It got me over phone jitters. It was good practice.
I too have a hate/hate relationship with voicemail. Having to think on my feet with someone who isn’t there and having it recorded does not sit well with me. (Plus I can never, ever remember my PIN.)
Randie will her *BLEEP* after the beep ! ;p
leave* her *BLEEP*
*lol* Just that statement she made after the (unheard) first beep should win her the apartment.
frank.. bleeepity bleep and bleep bleep! That’s what I always say!
Pete…. I used to call people for a newspaper I worked at… and ask them to pay their classified ad bills… It got me over phone jitters. It was good practice.
Voicemail timing exists solely to spite callers. That damned beep always happens at the most perfectly wrong moment!
I too have a hate/hate relationship with voicemail. Having to think on my feet with someone who isn’t there and having it recorded does not sit well with me. (Plus I can never, ever remember my PIN.)
Dada… indeed! You know of what I speak.
uwg… hate/hate, eh? Sounds serious. You and Randie both.