Early this morning—earlier than remotely humane—the bedside phone rang, waking me and Valerie. OK, I was somewhat awake, but the phone! Not right. And I didn’t have my glasses on so couldn’t identify the caller. I will take note in future, maybe sleeping with them.
So, a bit fuzzy of mind, I answered and heard the tell-tale pause, then a very insincere voice: “Dear customer, your credit card has been used this morning…” I of course hung up, and lay there pondering the injustice of some malefactor having a free shot into my life at any time of the day. But what are my choices? I suppose getting rid of the land line and turning off our cell phones is one answer. But why should we let some unidentified (insert your favorite word here) control our life? Why indeed.