Here’s something you might not know about me: I hate the phone. I hate it because you can’t tell anything about the facial expression of the person you’re talking to, and because it seems to ring only when I have better things to do. I also have trouble working call waiting/multi-line conversations, because I am turning into my mother, and not slowly.
This makes it relatively hard and unpleasant for me to run meetings involving dial-in information. Unfortunately, nowadays all meetings involve dial-in information. This means that I now have issues with meetings as well as the phone.
Better and better.