I have an answering machine in my car. It says, I'm home now. But leave a message and I'll call when I'm out.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm calling from my car, I'm sorry, I'm like running around like crazy.
One thing that I tell people all the time is, 'I'm not going to answer a call from you after nine o'clock at night or before nine o'clock in the morning unless it's an emergency.'
You have to take into account it was the cell phone that became what the modern-day concept of a phone call is, and this is a device that's attached to your hip 24/7. Before that there was 'leave a message' and before that there was 'hopefully you're home.'
I don't even have voice mail or answering machines anymore. I hate the phone, and I don't want to call anybody back. If I go to hell, it will be a small closet with a telephone in it, and I will be doomed and destined for eternity to return phone calls.
I don't even like hearing my own voice on an answering machine.
It's great to just disappear, grab a suitcase, switch the answering machine on and just go somewhere else.
I can't sit around and wait for the telephone to ring.
I'm terrible on the phone. I just text my friends and family and say, 'Hey, I'm in town.'
In Hell all the messages you ever left on answering machines will be played back to you.
Stay humble. Always answer your phone - no matter who else is in the car.