#cawarm

I was calling a warmline. . . a warmline.  Warmlines are lines where they don’t take crisis calls.  But on this warmline, they supposedly shorten the calls to give other people a chance to talk.  But they make the rules up as they go along.

Given how petty and chidish that staff is, I don’t think it’s a good idea. 

I’ve found that people who don’t like you will give you 10 minutes when the normal time should be 20.  There’s not much anyone can say in 10 minutes.

There’s a woman who thinks she’s so clever in telling me every time that they’re busy and she only has 10 minutes for me.  What a stupid, self-important, self-absorbed girl she is.

I talked for 10 minutes and hung up.

In hindsight, I wish I had hung up before the call because it was more irritating than helpful, knowing that she was playing a game.

I was feeling happy for once.  I wanted to share my excitement with someone so I called a warmline.  I was telling her how I found some online support groups that I had never heard of and was excited to check them out.

Instead of just being happy for me, she had to ask.  . repeatedly. . . is this face to face?  Is this in real life? 

Considering I told her that these were online support groups, she either wasn’t listening or didn’t care.  If this was just another of the myriad of people who don’t listen on the phone, I might have just hung up.  But this was someone that I thought was nice.  I’m disappointed.