Every so often in life you have moments that define who you are and who you will become. I just had one of those moments and all I could do was wave at it as it passed.
You see I just received a telephone call and because I am at work I chose not to answer it. This decision may prove to be a deciding factor in my life or death for when I looked at the caller ID it said quite simply “Tom.” To immediately dispel any notions you may have, the fact is that I do have my name and my phone number listed in my address book, therefore when the name Tom came up it meant there was only one conclusion – I was calling myself.
So there I sat, phone in hand, paralyzed. If I answer it who will be on the other line? Will it be me, my future self perhaps? Am I in peril, or am I just warning myself about something huge? Perhaps I have found out what 42 equals for example. If I do answer it though I may break the continuity of the space time continuum and then what will happen? Will the earth explode? Will I be forever changed so much so that in the future I don’t make the same phone call which means I can’t have received it in the past which means it couldn’t happen!? My final thoughts were much more on the practical side of things as I reflected as to whether or not I would leave myself a voice mail.
The ringing stopped.
I waited but there was no voice mail. I checked my caller ID to be sure and it was in fact not only my name, but my phone number that was used to make the call. Realistically it makes sense that I wouldn’t have left myself a voice mail since I hate talking to machines…but my guess is that I didn’t have time because I was in grave danger and had but one shot to reach myself in the past and when I chose to not answer the phone all hope was lost.
Someday when some great tragedy befalls me you will know that it could have been avoided simply by answering my phone. I can only suggest that if ever you receive a call from yourself – answer it because you very probably are calling for a really good reason.
Love the Hitchhiker’s Guide reference. I doubt you’ve gotten your hands on a flux capacitor, but if you do, tell our younger selves. Or wait that would make everything blow up.
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I guess I didn’t specify – it was my cell phone.
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so just to be clear, work phone or cell phone?
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Thanks. I love you too. xP
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Duh and I knew it was Pink..how dumb of me..I keep thinking that they are both black like ours!
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We have two different models of phones, so while that could be possible I’d probably notice the Pink Nokia compared with my black Samsung.
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When in all reality did you and sugar switch Phones..That happened to us once!
And sugar you actually started reading the blog 😉
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Oh snap
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Please take your logic elsewhere ZePuKa.
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Wow. Prolly just some routing glitch… >_>
Dude… epic post.
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I think you were about to tell yourself “Nobody Cares!”
LOL. Hope all is well with you guys–sorry I’ve been out of touch.
Sugar, the circular thinking required to fathom what you say in your comment is making my head spin.
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You are so strange . . .
It was actually your former self calling you going…… WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!!??!! ~Sugar
Oh that is just too funny…. for words!
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