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Annoying phone calls
Yesterday, we got a call from Andy Porter, who was looking for
roadnotes's phone number to pass on medical bad news about her cousin Elliot. (
cattitude actually answered the phone and spoke to him throughout.) Out of a sudden feeling of caution, I told Cattitude "Get his number, and I'll call Roadnotes and let her know he wants to talk to her." This confirmed what Cattitude had already been thinking about not giving him that information. I gather from what I overheard that Porter did not take this well, and actually got to the point of accusing Cattitude of paranoia for not wanting to give him someone's phone number, but he did reveal his own. The phone call ended quickly and with harsh words.
A moment later the phone rang again. It was a second call from Porter, with a question that is notable for both stupidity and intrusiveness, namely, "Why did
redbird have her gall bladder removed?" Cattitude gave him one angry sentence, then hung up the phone again.
I then took the phone and tried to call Roadnotes, dialing from memory. "The number you have reached, 718-xxx-yyzz, is not in service…" Without thinking, I had entered the number from when she was living with
volund. So if I had done the automatic thing, or given in to pressure, Porter would have assumed I was trying to blow him off. I then pulled up an address/phone number list, called her, and passed along such news as I'd been given, and the phone number. I also learned that I had been right about her not wanting him to have her phone number.
It's not paranoia to know that not everyone wants their phone number to be available to the whole world. Someone who is a long-time friend of L (whose name I am eliding here for her comfort), a woman who is careful about access to her own contact information, should be aware of that. That the accusation of paranoia came that fast suggests that it's his ready-to-hand way of pressuring people for information, which in turn suggests that he's run into this before and overrun boundaries, or tried to.
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A moment later the phone rang again. It was a second call from Porter, with a question that is notable for both stupidity and intrusiveness, namely, "Why did
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I then took the phone and tried to call Roadnotes, dialing from memory. "The number you have reached, 718-xxx-yyzz, is not in service…" Without thinking, I had entered the number from when she was living with
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It's not paranoia to know that not everyone wants their phone number to be available to the whole world. Someone who is a long-time friend of L (whose name I am eliding here for her comfort), a woman who is careful about access to her own contact information, should be aware of that. That the accusation of paranoia came that fast suggests that it's his ready-to-hand way of pressuring people for information, which in turn suggests that he's run into this before and overrun boundaries, or tried to.
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Yes, quite. It also suggests, at least to me, the distinct possibility that the person doing the pressuring may have a bad history with the person whose information they are trying to acquire, and that they're trying to do an end-run using somebody who doesn't know about it.
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Andrew Porter is the one who knew enough of my friendship with
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It could easily be a way of interacting with the world in general, and judging it harshly...anybody who flinches is "defensive," anybody who maintains an inconvenient personal boundary is "paranoid." (Some of my reaction here is probably due to boundary issues, which have been scraped raw in the last 36 hours.) Part of the conflict may come from the question of how much excuse one needs to justify not wanting to talk to a person. Some people start with thinking the default state is to be available for any conversation, and a civilized person needs a good reason to be unavailable when doing something else, or a good reason to regard some people as too threatening or hideously unpleasant for any connection. Thinking of the default as privacy, we don't need a reason to say no. We need a good reason to say yes. One has to work pretty hard at being open-minded and considerate to get past that level of disconnect, and why work that hard for somebody when you're not even having a conversation?
A moment later the phone rang again. It was a second call from Porter, with a question that is notable for both stupidity and intrusiveness, namely, "Why did [info]redbird have her gall bladder removed?" Cattitude gave him one angry sentence, then hung up the phone again.
Would it be apt to say, "Moral hazard, of course. Why else would anybody have surgery when they could be playing Scrabble instead?" Or do you think it would be too likely to be taken seriously by anyone mean-spirited enough to ask?
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Oh, and totally with you on all of the serious stuff.
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I know that sounds cynical, but as a woman who's been pinned by Porter more times than I should have, so that he could tell me about his fetishes and sexuality, he treats men with considerably more respect for their boundaries.
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Meanwhile, I hope all goes well with Elliot -- I still have fond memories of the expression on his face at MidAmeriCon, immediately after he said "Just one cotton-picking minute, here, Harlan", when Ellison had ... ummm... overstepped some boundaries.
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That's mere respect, and I've been both giver and recipient in such delicate situations.
Charges of paranoia, of all things, suggest that she's wise to be cautious.
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I'm sorry he hassled you, and furious that he felt entitled to call you back and ask intrusive questions.
I think you're right about him being used to overrunning boundaries.
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I believe in the "No, but I'll give them YOUR number and tell them you were trying to reach them" policy as well. Even if the two people involved were friends last I knew, friendships can blow up with astonishing force.
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I don't know what's going on in his head, and I don't care.