Houston, We Have a Problem
My son Max never ever answers his cell phone when it rings (at least when I’m calling him) and never ever checks his voicemail. In fact, until he left for college in August, he hadn’t even bothered to set his voice mailbox up to receive messages.
If you want to talk with Max, you call his cell. You let it ring. He doesn’t pick up (although I have seen him look at the screen to see who’s calling). The call attempts to go to voicemail. Then the phone informs you voicemail isn’t set up. So you hang up.
In anywhere from 30 seconds to many days later, your cells phone rings.
“Yo, what’s up?” Max asks.
Control? Ya think?