I'm translating as I read. > So I'm in my office again, reconfiguring the router when the phone rings. > Somehow I knew this was going to happen.
Translation: I'm frustrated and exhasperated. I've gotten a lot of phone calls before. > I'm obviously going to have to change my number (and Operator) YET AGAIN. Translation: I need space, predictability, and peace very badly, and this is very poignant when I get these phone calls. > I pick it up. > "Start talking." "Hey, I appreciate that you've taken the effort to contact me. I'm very busy right now and that's very pressing for me. What's up?" > "Is this the network engineer?" > Sigh. > "Yes it is," I say, resigned to my fate. "Honestly, I feel some pain when you ask that. There are very few people with my skillsets, so I get a lot of requests for work. I can tell you're not sure whether this is my number or not, and I question if I'm really the most effective person for you talk to in that situation."
