No, this isn't going to be the definitive autobiography. It's actually about telephones. I think we're forgetting how to use them.
What's up with people not identifying themselves when they call a stranger on the phone these days. I'm not talking about individuals. I get calls from companies we do business with, and I inevitably have to not only ask who they are but why they're calling.
Used to be when you called someone you didn't know the opening went something like this:
"Hello, this is Cthulhu Nyarlathotop from The Twisted Mind. May I speak to Wes Craven, please?"
No more. What you now are most likely to hear is:
"May I speak to Wes Craven?"
"Who's calling, please?"
"And may I ask what it's in reference to?"
That last question is frequently followed by a pause, as if the caller is debating whether revealing the subject of their call will violate national security. Since it usually doesn't, they will then reluctantly let you know what they're calling about.
I love email. I love instant messaging. In fact, I can't remember now how I managed to communicate without them. On the other hand, when I call someone on a business matter, I let them know who I am and why I'm bugging them right up front. I figure if they want to hang up on me they should be able to do it quickly and not waste any more of my time or theirs.
However, it seems to me we've gotten so used to having our name (or at least our ID) automatically displayed for us we've forgotten phones, even the ones with caller ID, don't do likewise.
So, yes, I do wanna know who you are when you ring me up--and sooner rather than later. On the other hand, maybe I'm just getting to be a curmudgeon.