April 20th, 2002


Did I call at a bad time? Of course I did.

I am not liking being back in Pacific time with the schedule I have. Many of the people I'd like to phone are in Central (2 hours ahead) or Eastern (3 hours ahead) time zones.

2 nights a week, I work til 9pm, get home approx. 9:15. This is 11:15 Central, 12:12 Eastern and thus, too late to call.

The 2 nites I work til 6pm are still dicey: If I get home at 6:30 and call -immediately-, it's 9:30 eastern. And I rarely get home that early; I usually have an errand to run or have to eat before I can even consider phoning anyone. And given my nite owl tendencies, I'd like to be able to call folks when its 12:30 am. this worked great when I was in eastern time and I was calling californians, but it doesn't work in reverse. And of course, JS is in Central Time and has to be at work early, so I really shouldn't keep him on the phone past 11pm his time.

This last week, I'd been trying to call one friend in CST zone, and kept getting a busy signal for hours. I kept trying every 20 mins, and finally reached him at 10:45pm his time (he'd been online rather than talking on the phone). I figured if the phone was busy, he was up, and it was okay to call, but apparently I provoked a fight between him and his SO, who wondered "Why does she call so late"? Argh. Apparently SO was wanting him to come to bed after he got offline, and was vexed when the phone derailed this plan.

And don't even get me started on the difficulties of calling EST places during their business hours.
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Life imitates The onion, or is it vice-versa?

After pointing out twice (one was friends-only) that some people who come to the library to get tax forms have an irrational fear of not using the preprinted IRS envelopes, I see this in this week's Onion:

Area Man Has No Idea Where To Get Envelope
NEW BERN, NC— In need of an envelope to mail his March telephone bill, Jordan Phills, 26, reported Monday that he has no idea where to get one. "Is there such thing as an 'envelope store'?" Phills asked. "I honestly have no clue how to go about getting an envelope, except by snagging one off somebody." Phills added that the envelope hunt would not have been necessary had his roommate not spilled coffee all over the pre-addressed envelope enclosed with the monthly bill.

heh. If I were paranoid, I'd say the Onion folks are spying on me.