Even though I constantly complain about getting interrupted while I’m working, there are days (today, for example) when an interruption is just the ticket. Some days (like today) just kind of drag out in a limitless desert of time, unless I have the good fortune to have something (sometimes anything) happen, out of the blue and without warning (or reason). Why, I even answered the phone today to strangers. Twice!

Once in a great while, when the Boss calls during the day, out of a wicked kind of perversity I’ll keep him on the phone longer than he really wants to stay. I’ll ask random questions, sometimes about business, sometimes about his family. Sometimes even about the weather. He’s even less of a natural conversationalist than I am, so it’s kind of funny, in a mean sort of way. He occasionally initiates awkward attempts at engaging in normal human social interaction, but it’s a strain for him. So it’s kind of fun to see how far I can push it.

It’s not as if I didn’t have real work that I could have been doing today. But my work keeps me pretty isolated from the rest of the world, so I have to do what I can to remind the world that I’m here, and alive, and maintaining a modest level of functionality, even as I grumble about the annoying jangling of the phone from dawn till dusk.

But I’m still not answering those “Private” calls that come in on my cell phone every single day, twice a day, once between noon and one, and later between eight and nine. I’m tempted, just to see what it’s all about, but I’m not about to encourage the intrusion.