Shareware Beach

Thursday, 18 November 2004

Don’t Call Me

Filed under: Personal — Jan @ 21:41

Now that Tom Warfield got a cell phone, the whole world has one. Or used to have.

I got rid of my mobile phone a couple of years ago. I never used it much while I had it, because nobody had the number. Want to reach me? Send me an email. The address is easy to guess. I’m JG, and I run my business at ( does not have any live email addresses.) Is it urgent? Send me an email all the same. If you put the name of one of our products in the subject line, you’ll get priority over the guy trying to sell me a cheap Rolex. You’ll even get priority over Citibank alerting me the account I don’t have with them is about to be suspended.

That’s what bothers me about telephones, mobile or wired: the caller decides when to interrupt the other party. And if I do decide to drop everything and pick up your urgent call, I can’t give you a good answer because brain is still working on the stuff I was just concentrating on. So I’ll tell you to send me an email.

Which I will answer when I feel like answering it. And when you receive my well-thought-out reply, you can read it whenever you feel like reading it. How’s that for mutual courtesy and respect? Or would you rather listen to 30 minutes of muzak?

Now, real-time communication does have its benefits. I might even reply to your email asking you to call me, or offering to call you. Yes, I do have a phone in my office. Want the number? Email me!

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