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I hate phones.
Rarely anything good comes out of a phone call.
90% of the time it's for someone else, or someone I don't want to talk to like a salesman, someone I never call, or the bearer of bad news.
And this morning. NON FUCKING STOP NOW. The phone just keeps ringing.
I hate phones.
I think it eventually has the Pavlov's dog kind of effect on me.
A conditioned response to a certain stimuli.
The ring, instead of making me salivate like Pavlov's dog, now makes me stressed, and even a bit angry because I know I do not want to hear what's on the other end of the line.
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