The phone

I never liked answering machines, even when my livelihood depended on one. If somebody’s not available, I can live with that. Now I’ve got a cell phone that’s supposed to behave like an answering machine, but it’s a nuisance. It means the phone stops ringing after six rings, instead of ten, which the phone company used to advise. It makes sense. Ten rings at six seconds each means a minute. That gives people a reasonable amount of time to get to the phone, especially now that there’s usually one nearby. But a phone that quits after half a minute and then makes you jump through hoops to figure out what it was all about is definitely not what I consider progress.

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