what happened to the phone ring?

Oh you know. The anticipation. ring ring. When will they pick up? What exactly will I say when they do pick up? ring. ring. ring.

Now, instead of a normal phone ring enveloping my anticipation.... I get a booty call. A song I don't even like, nor would I ever want to hear. I'm just calling because I have to call you, not because I want to be exposed to the most obnoxious music ever.

Do you even consider the type of people that might be trying to contact you? I might actually be someone other than your sister or your baby's mama. I might, in fact, be someone who is trying to have a professional conversation.

Listening to your choice of song before you answer your phone tells me a lot about you. And frankly, I don't think I will be calling you again.