When you call someone in Cambodia who doesn’t answer the phone, tough luck.
When you miss a call from a number you don’t recognize, tough luck again.
In the Kingdom of Wonder, I never have laid eyes on a phone that was not a mobile. Perhaps some businesses have them, but cellphones here in Cambodia are as inescapable as cockroaches in a New York City tenement and barbells in a gym.
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Alexander Graham Bell and his handheld.
A friend who attended the most recent monthly dinner meeting of Lucky Strikers Social Media Club was telling me there about a price negotiation that had her in a fury.
The numbers were something like an asking price of $2.7 million and her buyer’s offer of $2.2 million. This experienced broker said the market value probably doesn’t support as much as $2.3 million. But the listing agent contended otherwise, stubbornly.
Teeth gritted, my friend, was punching a text message into her handheld arguing for her position, at which point I, being who I am, felt the need to interject my opinion that an e-mail or text message was no way to conduct a negotiation.
“But I’m afraid I’ll explode on the phone,” said she, whose Continue reading
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