• saltesc@lemmy.world
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    1 day ago

    You used to answer the landline just in case it was for you. Very exciting to have a friend call.

    • I used to excitedly answer in case it was a telemarketer

      They would often ask to speak to “the man of the house” and then I would get to say, “Excuse me?? You’re speaking with the woman of the house!” After letting them do their pitch I would say some variation of, “Well I’m a child so I’m not allowed to [buy windows, etc]- goodbye.”

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      21 hours ago

      Something to be said for being in our own worlds at home. The always connected kills the novelty. Now we’re just depleted IRL and dread the phone ringing.

      I was thinking the other day about playdates. They could show up anywhere in a window of hours and you run to look out the door at every passing car.

      Now I text my friends, “running late. You guys doing dinner there or should I plan on feeding him when I get home?” Everything sounds more taxing and manual but you did less, valued what you did, and the pace was slower. I love my instant gratification, ordering products from the couch instead of Saturdays being spent going from retailer to retailer. But it’s empty.