And these are the beeps of my life.

1. Beeeeep. (Pause) Beeeeep. (Pause) Beeeeep. (Pause) Beeeeep.

That means stop (insert important thing I am doing at work here 😉 AND answer phone.

2. Beep.beep.beep.beep.beep.beep.beep.beep.beep.beep.beep. (NO PAUSE)

That means I got me a *LONG* talker on line one and line two wants some attention as well, but I can’t get to line two fast enough because line one is still talking.

I hate that fast high pitched never pausing beep.

Once upon a time when I was just a wee one, fresh out of college and working as a child care counselor in a residential treatment facility, I learned quickly that answering my phone might *REQUIRE* me to come into work. **REQUIRE** is a fancy way of saying having no choice, you MUST come in to do the shift. Yeah, no one EVER answered their phone, unless you wanted overtime.

And you all wonder why I don’t answer my cell phone!

The end.