tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post3237107496205775045..comments2008-08-09T08:33:34.479+01:00Elderwomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04530790093497478269noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-68426316777485464082008-08-09T02:47:00.000+01:002008-08-09T02:47:00.000+01:00I have felt the same way about the voice mails. Sometimes I have to listen to them several times to get anything. I wasn't sure what was going on.Rainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07994628226501093880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-18707901279966013622008-08-08T22:07:00.000+01:002008-08-08T22:07:00.000+01:00Oh this is so funny &amp; so true &amp; has such PERFECT timing! I just this very moment returned a phone call left on my voice mail here at work. I had to guess at the number to call - the message said it was 283-tuwait. Is that 2108? I wondered. It was. I NEVER understood the woman&#39;s last name. In addition, she was calling on her cell phone from her job at a beauty parlor, apparently chock-a-block full of women preparing for a big Friday night. Noisy, noisy, noisy.<BR/><BR/>And then I came here &amp; found this post, having never visited you before. The universe moves in mysterious (or perhaps purposeful?) ways.<BR/><BR/>:) Debismith kaich joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13450581639610967780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-25741908927510446222008-06-02T23:55:00.000+01:002008-06-02T23:55:00.000+01:00Thanks so much for the wonderful comments you left on my Blog for the 100 Simple Ways to Change Your Life for the Better!<BR/><BR/>You made some great points! It's always very appreciated! Feel free to stop by at any time.Tannerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03155352763237407000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-32163099812576536952008-05-26T23:11:00.000+01:002008-05-26T23:11:00.000+01:00Oh Marion, how I laughed and how I related to your puzzlement at the gobblygook messages. <BR/><BR/>I too refuse to speed up and notice how, gradually, some people realise that; that they can slow down and I will still listen and soon they seem much more relaxed.ladyluzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01425624818859182752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-31863225966454569222008-05-23T22:55:00.000+01:002008-05-23T22:55:00.000+01:00Its not age.. its lifestyle! <BR/><BR/>When I got ill I had to learn to slow down, relax and take things at my own pace.. only to discover that its a lot slower than the everybody else's. But I'm happier :-)<BR/><BR/>There's so much 'stimulation' and urgency around in our society and its very stressful, very tiring?<BR/><BR/>I, too, like email because I can reply in my own time and take my time to weigh the words I choose. It is a respectful medium in this regard, I think!Hedgewitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02981884152529715475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-10870258220637582922008-05-23T00:24:00.000+01:002008-05-23T00:24:00.000+01:00Marion All you shared is so true.<BR/>There are those that call me while on cell phone in car or walking.<BR/>The only time they can fit me into their schedule. They talk nonstop of all their activities.<BR/>I just wish they would not call.<BR/>When I hang up my mind is totally unsettled.<BR/>Blessings to you from Tennessee this early evening.Ernestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12548226150115102345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-14600952389854049042008-05-22T17:03:00.000+01:002008-05-22T17:03:00.000+01:00Hi, Marian,<BR/><BR/>Everything has speeded up. The telemarketers are usually paid on how many sales they make and therefore they have a lot of incentive to get through as many calls as possible to make the maximum number of sales. People on the help lines at banks and other institutions are encouraged to handle as many calls as possible. I have come to hate driving around here. On our local four-lane highway I go at my usual 5 miles above the speed limit and am run over by people doing 20 miles over. I have been passed on an undulating, shoulderless two lane blacktop road with double yellow lines by people who absolutely insist on speeding along at a much faster rate. I also much prefer a more sedate pace with time to enjoy what I find around me.MaryContraryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350460293199385621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-5105637855347773852008-05-20T20:41:00.000+01:002008-05-20T20:41:00.000+01:00This made me laugh because it is so true. I'm often to be found bending over my answerphone with a puzzled look on my face. <BR/>The folks at the bank and telemarketers all work from scripts I guess which makes them gabble. <BR/>My auntie, who lived to the age of 60 without owning a phone and all her life (she died at 84) without ever owning a television or computer, left the clearest, most sensible voicemail messages I've ever heard.Tesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03614757494008500523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-79707185735963086052008-05-20T19:41:00.000+01:002008-05-20T19:41:00.000+01:00Hi Marian.......I agree with you completely....I think everything is speeding up and there are some of us that are quite happy as we are. And I am one of them.Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14802468583972118464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36832112.post-41241330814748081862008-05-20T16:19:00.000+01:002008-05-20T16:19:00.000+01:00Hi Marian,<BR/>Loved this post! I don't use an answering machine for the very reasons you describe. Perhaps it's because Dutch is not my mother-tongue but when I'm tired everyone and especially telemarketers (!) all sound like aliens from Planet Mengelmoos! I've only just joined blogged.com and yours is one of the first blogs I've peeped at. I'll definately be back! Take care.Geri Atrichttp://ageing-ungracefully.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com