I have a confession to make. It’s a doozy, so get ready. I don’t return missed calls. If you call my cell and don’t get me, clearly you’ll call back if it’s important, right? It’s perhaps a rude habit, but it’s one that I cling to. I had felt rather alone in this. I mean, most people wouldn’t be rude that way would they?
At my playdate/birthday party, this actually came up in conversation. I’ll have you know that half of the attendees are the same. There’s apparently a little clique of us. The missed-call black hole is alive and well in Jordan. Perhaps the more interesting questions is why don’t I return missed calls… I suspect it’s a psychological problem, teehee.
In all seriousness, though, there are a few reasons. The first applies when I receive a call from a number I don’t know. This situation is always fraught with opportunity for either embarrassment or annoyance. When I call back unknown numbers, it’s often someone who answers the phone in Arabic. I don’t mean with an Arabic word, I mean with an Arabic mindset. So, here I am trying to explain in English that I had a missed call from them and etc., etc., etc. But I always have to do it twice because the person usually has to switch their mindset into English. So, it’s frustrating. And sometimes it’s someone who doesn’t even speak English. And often it was a wrong number in the first place.
The second reason, although I hate to admit it, is that I’m pretty lazy about it. If a friend called me and I didn’t notice until a day or two later… well whatever they called for is likely no longer valid, right? If they wanted to go somewhere together, it’s probably passed already. And if they actually wanted something, they’ll try again. Clearly. So, yes any IRL friends of mine who don’t get call-backs, now you know my dirty little secret.
So what, if anything, is the good news in this? Well, it’s that I don’t expect you to call me back either (I’ll probably be happy if you do, but…). If I need you for something important, I’ll call back (or Facebook you). Otherwise, it was something that passed and there’s no need to trouble yourself, teehee. How about you? Do you return missed calls? Is it the gift that keeps on giving for you (local vernacular when you meet someone with whom you’d like to exchange number is “I’ll give you a missed call.”)?
Happy black hole!