I never thought the NCAA violations for the phone call would ever rise to the level it did.
In 1979, I received a phone call from Ansel Adams asking me if I would be willing to consider coming to work for him. I was teaching photography in Southern California at that point.
As long as I can make a phone call and do a WhatsApp, I’m fine.
I got a phone call from Jon Favreau saying, ‘I need the voice of a personality-less robot, and I thought of you immediately.’ I thought that was the funniest thing I ever heard, so I said, ‘Yes.’
I got a phone call saying we are from the News of the World, and we’re exposing you and David Beckham. My heart did not beat for a minute.
The road back from degradation begins with self-awareness – and sometimes, as in ‘Phone Booth,’ change can begin with a single phone call.
If you feel anything weird, immediately call 911 and give them your address because you may not make it past the phone call.
If you want to lose 40 pounds, you order salad instead of fries. If you want to be a better friend, you take the phone call instead of screening it. If you want to write a novel, you sit down and write a single paragraph. It’s scary to make major changes, but we usually have enough courage to take the next right step.
I am always saying, ‘I don’t believe in God; I believe in Al Pacino.’ And that’s true. If I ever get a phone call saying ‘Would you like to work with Al Pacino?’ I would go crazy.
When I got the phone call that I was going to be on ‘Drag Race’ I thought I was going to win. I thought I was going to win ‘Drag Race’ before I was even cast. I’m not even being funny. I’m being serious.
In the NBA you are pretty confident but you are one phone call away from being somewhere else; you’ve just got to be ready for everything.
‘Angel Of Death’ was a big problem. I remember getting a phone call after the album was done: Sony wasn’t going to release it.
I didn’t beg for the title shot. I was the first guy to say I missed weight; I don’t deserve it. So I wasn’t sitting waiting for that phone call… whatever name they were going to say, I was going to say yes, let’s do this.
One way I deal with stress is when I feel a certain way, I just do it. It’s like, I want a hamburger, so I’m just going to eat a hamburger. I don’t want to answer your phone call right now – I’m not going to answer your phone call. Just be able to say, ‘This is how I feel. This is the way it is, deal with it.’
I had a traditional interview based on a phone call from an agent. He says there’s a show and they would like to see you and its called Dallas. With very little knowledge I go over to this meeting at Warner Brothers.
I’ll take the stairs instead of the elevator, or when I’m on a phone call, I’ll do squats or pace the room when I’m talking. We’re modern women! We have to figure out how to make it work, right?
I would hate now to be married. It does occur to me on occasion that, if I fall and hit my head, there will be no one to make the phone call. But who wants to think about that disaster, I’d prefer not to.
Now we’re e-mailing and tweeting and texting so much, a phone call comes as a fresh surprise. I get text messages on my cell phone all day long, and it warbles to alert me that someone has sent me a message on Facebook or a reply or direct message on Twitter, but it rarely ever rings.
Everything we do in the digital realm – from surfing the Web to sending an e-mail to conducting a credit card transaction to, yes, making a phone call – creates a data trail. And if that trail exists, chances are someone is using it – or will be soon enough.
My humble request to journalists – It only takes one phone call or an email to check facts.
I don’t like to leave anything unfinished. I have an absolute need to see that every phone call is returned, every letter answered.
Face your financial issues head on. Open your bills, pick up the phone, call your lender. If applicable, tell them you’re struggling and explain why. If you lost your job or took a pay cut, be ready to prove it.
I have gone on the air and announced my telephone number at the Washington Post. I go into the night, talking to people, looking for things. The great dreaded thing every reporter lives with is what you don’t know. The source you didn’t go to. The phone call you didn’t return.
I was at my house in Paris, having a day off, when I got a phone call from Arsene Wenger – he asked if I’d come back to London for a medical. I woke up at 9 A.M. on transfer deadline day, jumped on a train, got to London, but then it never happened.
I feel like I’m the luckiest person alive. I’m always waiting for that phone call: ‘Hello. We’ve just realized you’re really a no-talent hillbilly. We’ve made a horrible mistake and we’d like you to leave now.’
I had played in a tournament with the captain of the University of Minnesota’s golf team, and he thought I was good. He called his coach, and the coach called me and recruited me. A five-minute phone call changed my life.
I like texting as much as the next kidult – and embrace it as yet more evidence, along with email, that we live now in the post-aural age, when an unsolicited phone call is, thankfully, becoming more and more understood to be an unspeakable social solecism, tantamount to an impertinent invasion of privacy.
I have not heard from President Barack. I’ve never gotten a phone call.
Although I love working and making movies and that will always be the priority, I really do love continuing my education. It’s great to be active and learning instead of sitting around waiting for a phone call for the next project.
Finally I’d found this way where I didn’t need a record label; I didn’t need to wait for some phone call to tell me, ‘Go and do it’. It’s like, I’m going to get up with a bag of CDs and an amp and my guitar and make it happen for myself. That was such a liberating feeling, and I think it was the start of everything.
Normally, when I read a script, I read 30 pages, and then go have a cup of tea and come back. And then, I read 20 pages and go make a phone call, and then go back to it.
If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?
I had an awkward moment when I got a phone call from the person pretending to be Winnie Mandela. ‘Winnie’ sounded about 12 years old, unfortunately – she’d probably been pushed to the telephone because she was the only one who spoke English.
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