THE PHONE GODS HATE ME

I admittedly don't love to talk on the phone... but I do like to have a phone.  A few weeks ago something weird was happening with my phone.  Every time my downstairs neighbor and I were on our phones at the same time, I could hear their phone conversations.  Usually they were fighting with bill collectors.  Anyway- long story short... I think our phone lines have gotten crossed, and they take their phone off the hook on a regular basis, which makes my line busy.  It works sometimes, then other times it is just busy.  This is my theory based on my extensive understanding of how phone lines work. 

Today I was sitting in my living room, and I heard somebody yell my name.  I looked out the window and saw my home teacher standing in my lawn.  Did I mention that my doorbell doesn't work either?  It has been broken for well over a year.  It's usually not a big deal... usually.  All I know is that I'm not paying the phone company 71 dollars for a tech to come by and fix it. Hopefully my landlord will.  Seeing Adam yelling at me from the yard made me think that just maybe people are trying to get a hold of me.  If you are, e-mail me

dlane@students.ocpm.edu

That's my best solution at this point.