I’m a chronically chatty person by nature. I’m the person who spent more than seven hours on the phone talking to my family on Mother’s Day while I was on my mission (count ’em: seven. We get two phone calls a year as missionaries: Mother’s Day and Christmas. I made them count. Plus I had two families to talk to.) In high school, I was often found chatting away on the phone with my friends for hours on end. (Almost always girls–I didn’t talk to guys that much on the phone. Go figure.) Anyway, this is just to say that I’m comfortable on the phone.
If I don’t know the person I’m calling, or if I’m at all nervous about potential rejection, I am deathly afraid of telephones. In high school, this led to some long drawn out sessions while I tried to gather the courage to call someone up to ask her on a date. I remember writing down different scenarios, making notes about what I could say, just in case something went wrong. Yeah. I was that kind of guy.
I no longer make notes, but I still am terrified of phone rejection. What’s up with that? How can I go from being this phone-confident person to being this guy who can barely bring himself to hit the numbers? I try to avoid calling customer service reps unless I’m really angry–that’s the only way to really combat the nerves that I’ve found, but it’s not like I can get angry any time I need to call someone. Maybe I’m the Incredible Hulk of the phone world . . .
I assume I’m not alone in this regard. Anyone else have any phone horror stories they’d like to share?