PLEASE, DON’T CALL ME
Don’t Call Me on WhatsApp
You know you’ve made it on Medium when you’ve got a WhatsApp impersonator
To My Readers Who Received the Request to Call Me on WhatsApp,
Don’t call me.
That’s not me.
I feel violated, like when I saw my name on a bathroom wall saying “For a good time call 1–234–5678 offering a good time. Please, girl. I don’t answer my phone.
Disclaimer: I have never seen my name on a bathroom wall offering any services for a good time. I have a kid. I go to bed at 8. If anyone suggested to call me for a good time, they’d be lying.
Another reason not to call me is I don’t answer my phone. Ask anyone. They’d tell you. “She doesn’t answer her goddamn phone. Who does she think she is? The President?”
I didn’t answer my phone way before texting was preferable to talking. I know it’s cool not to answer your phone these days, but I was not answering my phone in the 70s and 80s. I was a trailblazer.
Don’t call me because when I do answer my phone, I’m not always friendly. If I’m in the middle of something, I don’t even say hello. I’ll just sit there and wait for you to tell me why you’re calling.
