The phone rings. I never pick it up. It’s always people selling you stuff and I find it hard to forget they’re humans with feelings and insecurities so I can’t just say, “Fuck off!” and hang up.
So I picked it up. I thought maybe it was my mother.
Me [politely]: “Hello.”
Male voice (politely): “Hello? Hello?”
Male voice (angrily, like the girl from The Exorcist): “Fuck off!”
[Phone hangs up]
I am pretty sure it wasn’t my mother.