Call Me, Maybe
When I was a wee little thing, I was as shy as could be! (I still can be incredibly shy at times). One way in which my shyness would manifest itself was in a great dislike of talking on the phone (mainly because there was no way I could hide behind my mother's leg on the phone and have her talk for me). It was simply me and the other person on the other end of the line...no barrier, no blockade, just the two of us. (No Will Smith reference intended). As I grew out of my shyness, I still clung onto this dislike of speaking on the telephone. In high school over the summer months, friends would celebrate when they held me on the line for more than a half hour! One day, a friend was actually able to keep me on the phone for a whole hour! That hour long conversation remained my record for longest phone conversation until this year actually. Despite this aversion to phone conversations, I have found myself practically with one ear glued to my dumb phone (opp...
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