I Need A Little Sympathy.

[hazeablaze]

I have my period so my hair sits atop my skull like a pile of rancid meat, then the phone rings and of course it’s a robot introducing herself as Lisa and inquiring about “your credit card” and click goes my old desk telephone, landline intimacy breached. I’ve only given this number to 15 people or something yet the cranks and people who don’t know

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[hazeablaze]

Also, their messages were all over 30 seconds long and some were as long as three or four minutes. The name over and over, with an occasional interjection of "Are you there?" or some such--"Is that you?" You who?