phones phones phones. i am a marketing coordinator for a medical supply manufacturer, and i feel like a bloody telephone operator. i spend all day on the the evil contraption and don't want to do it a minute after 5pm. so, i come home after dropping the mini off for service, looking for a few minutes of peace with a mcburger. we eat, he leaves to go run some errands aka, get away from my bitchy wife having a moodswing. and what does he do? calls me twice in 20 minutes. i hate phones. i hate phones. i hate phones.
no more whining!
no more whining!

steveneurotic:
I hate answering phones at work. Sometimes when it rings, i'll ignore it... or if im in the middle of helping someone and the phone rings, ill pick it up and take it off the hook, and leave the person going "HELLO?! HELLOOOOOO?!"