Wednesday, March 2, 2011

My Telephone.

Call me crazy, call me obsessive compulsive, call me what you will but I HATE when people come into the office and want to use my phone.

For a little back story, I work in property management to help fund my Etsy addiction. It's a wonderful thing though and I love everything I do; however, I do not enjoy when someone off the street comes in and says those 5 words I NEVER want to hear, "Can I Use Your Phone?".

My head starts to spin, my vision gets a little blurry, my palms get sweaty and all I want to say is, "NO! ARE YOU %@#$* CRAZY?!?!?!". I then envision myself chucking my phone out the window next to my desk because I'd rather brush off snow sludge and dirt then someone's breath condensation. BLEH! But, I'm way too nice and I'd feel bad for saying no if they really needed to get a hold of someone. Although this time I DID hesitate for about 15 seconds before forcing out a reluctant "fine" under my breath. It's just GROSS, OKAY?! GET A CELL PHONE!

So, here I am, at work, wiping my phone off with Lysol wipes when I thought to myself, "This would be an interesting story to post on my blog". And so, here we are.

Stay Glamorous!
Rachel DeSantis


  1. Hello, thanks for the follow. I would love to feature your shop.

  2. lol...I hate that too. Got clorox wipes...
    Glad to be follower #14. :)

  3. What about getting a second phone for these breath-breathers-out-all-over-your-phone. You can put in one of those cheap multiple-line phone jacks. That is, if you don't mind people on your phone at all. It is your business, after all. Maybe you could charge! "Sure, you can use that phone. Only five cents for a five-minute call, paid in advance." You still might want to give it a Clorox swipe. Your new follower, Marian