Friday, October 05, 2007

I have become a mooch. . .

My friends are starting to avoid me at the store. Store workers are starting to get to know me on a first name basis. People won't answer the phone when I call.

Because I am turning into the biggest mooch and even more Kramer-like. If I see a friend in a store, the first thing out of my mouth isn't "Hi, how are ya?" it's "do you have your cell with you? Can I use it?" I know exactly where to go to use the phone in Home Depot, Wal-Mart, the grocery stores, and the library. In the grocery store, they hand me the phone and then they dial the number. I make the call. Then I have to have them dial a couple of other numbers. So far, so good, they've been terrific, although I get some double takes. "You don't have a cell phone???"

I've taken to calling my sister at work or my neighbor down the street and having them log in and check my mail in case there's something urgent. I trust them implicitly. But my sister is no longer speaking to me LOL.

My other neighbor's kids are getting used to coming over to see her and finding me in the office.

I hate mooches. I never accept charity. I need help. I think I'll see how long I can keep this going.

7 comments:

Maren said...

You are funny.

Barb said...

I have never owned a cell phone. I actually have a phobia of them. I have so many phobias that being at the computer is actually one of the most productive things that I do when I am not at my job. But I do need to stop holding myself back as much as I do. Or do I? The guilt of doing things and not doing them. You hang in there, Annegb so you can be our role model!

Barb said...

I should mention because I like people to know that I am not worried about myself with 99.99 per cent of my phobias. I don't worry about myself dying constantly or anything like that. It is more of a guilt thing of worrying about being responsible for doing things to other people and because of my hyper-sensitive and irrational thoughts, I think everything for the most part is dangerous because I don't know how to do things right. I used to worry a lot more about turning the computer on and off though so there is truth to desensitizing helping. And there are mouses at work with red lights that glow at work that I used to avoid, but now I used them and often do not give a second thought. And I used to avoid phones that had to attatch to the other phone at a former job and walk around to find one that did not. That is all they have at my current job and I have to even put mine together. I used to think I might electrocute the person coming later or cause a fire. Now I don't even really give my headset a second thought for the most part. I am so used to most of my rituals. There are sometimes out of the ordinary things that cross my path that amp up the worry. And there are situations outside of work that I avoid so much. Well, I am venting away. I was pleasantly pleased to see you posting here. Lisa M is taking a break so I need somewhere to hang out.

Barb said...

Why oh why do so many roads lead to my talking about ocd. I know I am obsessed and compulsive but really. I hope to refrain from all thatin the future.

annegb said...

I like you like you are, Barb.

Thanks, Maren:).

I've come back to the dark side, I just couldn't keep running into town. I hope to keep it to a happy medium this time.

Barb said...

Here's to a happy medium! :)

Bookslinger said...

Hey annegb! Time to write another post.