…an even less lucrative and more isolating career choice.
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I was on talking on my home phone to Kim. At the same time I was texting back to Dasha on my cell phone. I stood on one leg and leaned back against the brick wall. The heel of my boot slipped on the concrete floor and I slid down the wall and fell on my butt. I was so flustered I began talking into my cell phone to Kim, wondering why I couldn’t hear her. I thought I hung up on her but could still faintly hear her saying “hello, hello, hello?” from the home phone. Then I absently mindedly hung up my home phone to call her back on my cell phone. Then I explained the whole thing to her while laughing uncontrollably.

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