“My name’s Jim Shelley and I am an addict (有瘾的人) …” With these words I began to the problem, the problem of my telephone addiction. I used to call people, from the moment I woke up to the time I went to sleep. I to be phoned, I wanted to phone. Just one more call. It started socially—a few calls each day. It seemed, just a quick chat. Gradually though, the got worse. Soon it was use, until, finally, addiction. And it began to affect my. During the day I would disappear for call. If I couldn’t make a call, I spent the whole time waiting for the phone to ring. Getting more and more, in the end, I would ring someone, then someone else, myself just one more call. I was phoning people and messages to make sure calls would see me through the day. I used to arrive at friends’ homes and before the door was closed, go straight for the phone with the “Is it OK if I just use the phone…?” At work, I became when my fellow workers tried to me from using the phone. And one day I hit my boss (with the phone). Finally the police caught me a phone box that had taken my last one pound coin, and I was to see a psychiatrist(心理医生). I haven’t a phone in the house for three weeks now, and it’s several days I used a phone box. I try not to watch TV because there are people on it making phone calls. My name is Jim Shelley and I am an addict.