Anyone else have this weird phone habit?

I really don’t like the phone at all.

I can use a phone to make doctor’s appointments without too many problems, or to call my husband or daughter, but that’s about the limit I’m comfortable with.

I hate to call other people. It never occurred to me to worry that I might disturb them–it’s more that I just hate to talk to people on the phone. Period.

I hate even more when people call me. I am one of those people who will easily (and gladly, even) ignore a ringing phone for any reason I choose to do so. Sometimes, it’s because I’m doing something else, and answering the phone would be an interruption. Most of the time, it’s just that I don’t feel like dealing with someone on the phone, especially when I don’t have time to prepare myself for the conversation ahead of time.

Call waiting has been a huge boon to me. It allows me to at least see who I am ignoring, and decide if I would rather deal with the call immediately, or wait until later.

Interestingly, I did work as a telephone receptionist for several months, when I filled in for a receptionist who quit. I did fine with it, but it was all impersonal calls, and most of them fell into a limited number of situations, making it easy for me to handle them.

In the long run, though, I think it comes from the fact that I have a lunatic mother, who frequently drank herself practically into a coma, then call me to threaten that she was going to kill herself. Or she would just call me repeatedly when she was drunk, then hang up as soon as I picked up the phone.

I do like having e-mail and web sites–I even order pizza online, rather than calling it in, and it works just as fast as if I called directly. Mr. Kiminy is good about making phone calls that I can’t make, for whatever reason.

“The telephone is a blunt instrument.” -BoD

As someone with various cognitive/attention problems, I have encountered so many misunderstandings, misapprehensions, miscues, awkward moments and just plain bad juju when struggling to communicate with a disembodied lo-fi voice at the other end of a wire that it just doesn’t make any sense to me that it must be the default method of communication for humankind.

I only use the g/d thing when absolutely necessary. I mean when it doesn’t make sense to use email, snailmail, or show up in person. I am usually either contemptuous or suspicious of business associates who prefer not to use email (I often assume it’s because they want no paper trail of our transaction, which is not a comforting thought).

Thank you all for replying. It’s been very interesting for me to learn your thoughts on this.

I do this as well. I do not make calls in front of other people unless it’s absolutely necessary, and when I receive calls, I leave the room if I can, or tell the caller I will call them back when I am not with other people. People who answer their phones and immediately start yakking in a loud voice, disturbing everyone else in the room, give me a desire to insert their phones somewhere unpleasant.

I love email and dislike the phone. My phone skills have deteriorated since I moved three time zones away from my oldest and dearest friends: now that I have the excuse of it’s-too-early/late-to-call, I indulge my natural phone reticence all the more often. Some of them are starting to notice, I’m pretty sure, but I don’t think I’ve lost any friends over it. Yet.

I rarely call anyone - I think the only person I call with ease these days is my mother.

It’s always been like this, though. I had a best friend in high school who I would call sometimes, but not often. She would usually do all the calling. And I would talk on the phone for hours on end… I just rarely called out.

Kind of like in the highschool cafeteria - I would just sit by myself, because I liked being alone. But then I’d suddenly be surrounded by people who called themselves my “friends” (whether they were or not). They were like a foreshadowing of telemarketers.

Get out of my head!! :stuck_out_tongue:

That’s me to a tee. I always screen my calls because I need to be prepared for what to say, but I try to pick up in time because calling back is a mountain to climb. I will call friends only if they live alone; if they have a roommate or partner living with them I don’t call because I could be disturbing someone I don’t know, or interrupting “activities”.

But basically nothing much happens to report; only my parents are at all interested in the minutiae of my day.

I have a medium case of phone-o-phobia. I really do like to hear from friends and relatives, but my phone skills are hit or miss. Sometimes I can carry a conversation and feel really good about it, other times I’m just at a loss for words or really just at a loss for viable thoughts… I often start grasping at straws when this happens and the results are just embarrassing and uncomfortable. Afterwards,I worry about the call obsessively for hours sometimes days. I have a sort of anticipatory anxiety, if I start to think about it I get really freaked about making calls or saying the wrong thing and will avoid calling out of a weird fear. I also feel a bit of the imposition that many talk about. Also, I’m a pretty economical and straight forward communicator and I live a pretty boring life, I just can’t find conversational topics sometimes and I feel guilty because I’m not interesting enough and see no point in calling until I’ve accumulated some anecdotes…pretty freaky, but I hate to force conversation or feel like I am failing because I can’t lead a conversation.