I got a disturbing call from a client in Texas the other day. I guess I should stay calls. The phone started to ring fairly early and just kept cycling between phones: home phone, cell phone, Vonage phone, repeat. We don't keep any phones in the bedroom, but all the widows were open, so I could hear all the ringing coming from Chuck's office directly above the bedroom. When I realized it wasn't going to stop – ever – I got up to find out who needed to talk to us so desperately.







