I fucking hate

[sweet angel]

[i]
a) Act like he can’t hear it at all even though the phone is like a fire alarm
b) Acknowledge the phone, push back from his desk and just wait with this confused look on his face like he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do until I get it.
c) Eventually answer the phone if I make eye contact with him while it is ringing and he realizes that for this 1 time out of 10, I’m not going to get the phone and he’s going to have to. And instead of taking the extra effort to do anyway work, no matter WHAT the issue on the other end of the phone, he’s sending them to voice mail.

Sounds like the woman I work with. She could be playing solitare when I'm working, but if the phone rings, I have to stop what I'm doing to answer the phone. I've said jokingly to her a few times, "Ya know, I'm not the receptionist," but it just goes right by her.