One reason to never pick up my phone.

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The fact is, I never answer my regular phone; so few people have only that number and not my cell that it's never worth picking up. Of course, I also forget how to access my voice mail, so I rarely check that. While cleaning today, I found the little card that tells me how to get in. I had 22 messages, the first from last July. Maybe a third of them weren't even for me. In February, I have a message from some crazy, angry chick along these lines...

"Hey, I saw you yesterday with my man! You better stop messing with my man! You better stay away from him... I ain't playing! Stay away from Jo Jo!"

It. was. awesome. But I swear I wasn't messing with Jo Jo.

I saved it.