Declaring War on the Telephone

I am telling you, I am close . . . about this (.....) close to declaring war on the phone in the house. Let me just say this... when we first relocated to where we are now and we found our local hang out, I had to by a new phone for the house because the ringer on their phone (hang out) was the same as the house phone. Getting out of the house (which we work from) to relax was totally blown to bits everytime their phone rang. I kept wanting to jump up and answer it "This is . . . " Needless to say, our phone rings a ton. As we approach the busy month ahead (that I have mentioned several times) the phone has gone CRAZY. So crazy that it is now making it's own little noises sitting in the cradle to recharge. I think it is sick. Teleflu or something. I seriously want to kill it and just put it out of it's misery. I don't think that would go over so well however. At least there is this: Every time the house phone rings I count to 10, thank the cell tower gods and just realize how glad I am that our cells get ZERO signal where we live. We don't even want to THINK about how many rings would be happening then, it would be like music all of the time. Still though, I believe that war is coming. I just want him to answer the phone starting with the number call that it is for the day, just to make his point. Something like this - "86, can I help you?"

Pre-strike may happen in about a half and hour.

K.P.