And when you do, you rattle the bells inside so it makes a ding.
U can still do that!
Once
I can’t even hang up my office desk phone by hammering the receiver disconnect button with my finger anymore, the receiver has a sensor that detects it is close to the cradle.
Technology has gone too far.
I worked in a place where you dialed in to the PA system, and NOT using your finger to hang up was a rookie move, since the rattling of the receiver was deafening over the speakers. Definitely worse to use a sensor.
If that ain’t the definition of enshittification then I don’t know what is.
It’s just stripping our lives away!
I remember angrily soaking the numbers and waiting for the stuoid dial circle thing to return to the middle so you could get the next button.
I also remember me and my buddies throwing our flip phones at each other or the ground and shit, not as a novelty but because those things were just indestructible. It was more of a danger to who you were throwing it at than to itself. Safer to throw a rock at your friend than those phones in most cases.
You still can. Nowadays it shows you really mean it!
Civilization at its peak.
I miss being able to let the phone go to voicemail and being able to answer messages whenever I feel like it. Now since we have our phone with us including the toilet, people can accuse us of ghosting after sending us a text message, message us on social media, use a messenger, or email us.
Sometimes I just need time to be left alone.
Harry, it’s an inanimate fucking object.
Ma Bell phones were built like tanks. Much tougher than the famously tough Nokia bricks.
“Don’t slam the damn phone”
